Sunday In My City: ANZAC Day

It's appropriate today is grey and rainy.  It creates a solemn and reflective mood for Anzac Day. Anzac Day is a national day of remembrance in Australia and New Zealand.

The name Anzac originally comes from the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (ANZAC) who fought at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War I.  The name has now broadly refers to all those who died and served in military operations.

A small suburban war memorial 

A cross indicates Killed in Action

Rain collects on the floral tributes.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young. Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.

Australian Flag hangs heavily in the rain.

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So Slow...

Ahhh Sunday. Sunday is the day when I indulge myself with relaxation and coffee. Everything is peaceful (except one of the cats which having a bunny chasing dream and is making a weird howling noise. I can ignore this.) As I sit of my deck, I'm surrounded by bird song and the sound of boats traveling along a nearby river (and weird cat howls. Maybe I can't ignore this).


There are so many things I want to get done today:

• Finish the garden watering system I was mid way through installing when I was interrupted by the best rain we have had in four years.
• There is a mountain of ironing that has finally grown so high that I can't continue to look above it and pretend it's not here without putting my neck out of joint.
• I have paperwork strewn all over this office, all of which is well past the due date.
• My car needs washing. (i.e. I need to pay someone to wash my car)

Let's get realistic, none of this is going to happen. It's Sunday and I really can't be bothered. I think I'll just catch up on what is happening in blog-land and then have a little lay down.

I love Sundays.

The cat howls are starting to freak me out.