We found this new type of jumping spider, I’ve not yet identified it.
Today we slept in. It’s continuing the trend, as I’ve been resting this week when I’ve not been working. Mike returned home to me on Tuesday evening and we’ve not been apart since.
It’s been a hard week, emotionally I’m up and down and often feel very exhausted. Though I will note, that I do have some things to smile about…and I should remember these things.
Mike wanted to cheer me up today so suggested we head to Fremantle and get outside to the beach.
We decided in the spur of the moment while we were there to go to an open house at a cute little beach home we walked past as it was really lovely. With a large front deck and an ocean view… The home was small, but we loved the yard and the charm of the space. It was a short stroll from the beach. Whomever lives there will be very lucky!
Mike then took me to a dog beach to watch the little furry friends run around. He was right, it did make me happy. I loved how enthusiastic and carefree they were chasing each other.
We decided to get some battered fish and chips at a popular joint Cicerello’s (hundreds of people were with us!) which has been recommended to us a few times… We ate some really good sea food (though I gagged when I saw my scallop had some green poop in the roe!) and enjoyed some beer and cider in the sunshine, while we watched the puffer fish (also in the hundreds) eat the japanese tourists fish pellets.
Mike and I got some desert to go, which tipped our bellies over the edge…but it was soooo good. We did a lot of walking and browsing shops before we took ourselves home.
There have been some very kind emails coming through, and amazing loving gestures from friends that I just want to take moment to acknowledge. Even though my body’s not letting up, you’ve cheered me up in many ways.
Thank you so much for your support, time, and love. It is helping.
Mike will be home tonight, and I’ll be glad to have him here, but I really appreciate everything you’ve all done for me so far.
Last night I returned from Canada. I was away for just over a week.
I thought I was ok this morning, I began walking with a purpose toward the city and found myself weak, nauseous, tearing, anxious and scared. I tried to eat some greens and drink water while sitting in the middle of a crowd of people. I started to panic when that didn’t help. I couldn’t reach Mike at work, so I called my sister. She spoke to me with kind, soft words, and helped me recover… I let out a few tears and felt a heavy energy leave me.
I’m slowly loosing someone I love. I’ve been losing her for a very long time.
I don’t want to say goodbye, I don’t want this to be final. I’ve resigned myself to acknowledge the facts that face me.
She is preparing to leave us here.
My mind is fighting against my body, and my body will stop at nothing to remind me how hurt I am.
The past 9 days have taken their toll on my stomach and heart.
It’s not until I cry that I find relief from my symptoms. My heart breaks not only for her, but for our families and all those who love her too.
This is a Scented Sun Orchid. We found many in the woods today.
Going through all my photos and came across this one… From a trip we had last year down south in Margaret River.
This is Mike’s photo! I just love the colours and the cool calming effect it gives.
Horrors of all horror. We saw this wasp find this massive (4 inch) spider in the bark of a tree. It paralysed it, waited for it to fall down and then drug it by it’s face across many feet to it’s den (hopefully!). I was horrified that a spider that big was just in the crack of the tree we were sitting next to. One minute he was on top of his game, and the next….being drug to a horrible fate.
This morning we got up really early, and drove into the Perth hills for a bit of a wander. Mike suggested we try looking at the place we went to a few weeks ago to see if there were anymore orchids. There were so many out today! They were small dainty, large and vibrant. Some were as tall as my waist…
Oddly they pop up in clusters at random, and then are sparse for miles. They really are extraordinary.
Mike hands down took the best shot today, I really enjoyed watching him take images and helping search out some new flowers for him to take photos of. It was so nice to see him getting excited and interested about the flowers too.
On the drive back we both exclaimed we weren’t ready to head to the city when we noticed a conservation sign. It was for black cockatoo particularly. We swiftly stopped in, and signed up for the next tour. We found out quickly that this place only opens at random several times a year and we were lucky to have gotten in! The birds…were beautiful. They breed and release them in large numbers in the surrounding region. It was a relief to see Carnaby, Red Tailed black cockatoo and white tails all being well looked after.
Unfortunately, but fortunately for us we were able to experience a few of the tame birds up close…they would fly down on us at random and perch on our shoulders awaiting an almond treat. We were advised to take our earrings out, and take our rings off…as they can be very cheeky and will crush your jewellery rather easily.
Seeing the colours and their eyes up close was quite thrilling.
Such a good time.
Note – Today I started archiving some photos…and my computer said it needed to update my image library of 130k images. I gasped in horror when I saw the figure. In 2.5 years I’ve amassed a ridiculous number of photos. Redonculous!
This might be the largest jumping spider that I’ve come across. It’s nearly 3x bigger than any of the others. A quick search tells me it might be a bronze aussie jumper (but are not listed as being in WA). I am pretty damn stoked to see it today.
I’ve been reading this novel over the past couple of days. Originally written in French in 1856. It never ceases to amaze me how familiar the people of 100+ years ago seem. This novel intrigues me like all modern classics, particularly because it shows that even though we’ve evolved…our ancestors have experienced the same emotions; heart ache, death, love, happiness…it’s all been experienced before, and yet I sometimes foolishly believe I’m experiencing elements in my life that may have never been felt before. Wrong, and kind of self indulgent that I may at times believe so.
I’ve been out lolling about in the streets lately, people watching (of which I’ve been told I’m terribly indiscreet). When I see frail, stooped older people (my heart melts) my mind wanders and I imagine what they must have been like when they were young. Am I similar to the woman wearing a colourful outfit, with her hair perfectly styled? Was she wild when she was young and able to run? Perhaps.
Will Mike and I live into old age and still hold hands in the street, while we wander to get groceries…
I imagine we will.
I smile a lot to myself when I read these older works… Everything we experience in this life, has been felt before.
Oh yes, today is the 3rd anniversary of this blog. Well done me!
This spider particularly wields a massive set of fangs, which are horrifying up close. Opisthoncus polyphemus
I read yesterday (when I was searching for a stuffed teddy that looked like a jumping spider) that some people consider them to be the teddy bears of the spider world. I have to agree.
Despite aching this morning I couldn’t help myself… Here are a few little cute spiders I spotted (a few I didn’t capture but they were marked differently to the others).
Spider enthusiasts, I’ve put what I think is the technical name here on this post. Am I right? I’m looking at this very helpful website for identification here in Australia: http://ednieuw.home.xs4all.nl/australian/salticidae/Salticidae.html
My knees are sooooo upset with me at the moment, my back is quite stiff from couching. But the pain was so worth it! I’ve been crouching most of the morning in Queens Garden amongst the plants trying to capture the curious little jumping spiders that surrounded me. At first I thought there was only one, but when I looked closer… they were in serious abundance. Young, old, dark, light, skittish and oddly one that was literally a camera hog. I think, I’ve got 4 different spiders here. The most fabulous I spent some time filming. The video is much better today, as I tried using a tripod to keep the camera steady. He’s just sussing me out.
This weekend I’ve been updating my website. www.redterrain.com check it out!
I’ve also been listening to a few songs repeatedly. Alt – J released a new album this year and a couple of the tracks are stand outs: (not to mention Hunger of The Pine which I wrote about a few months back). It’s really great stuff.
I’ve felt the need to talk to my doctor about this for a very long time.
Each time I visited the office (8x in the past year) she was hurried and spent little time investigating or digging up information connected to my previous visit. I found this very lax and started to wonder if she even recognised me each time I went in…
(Hmmm…I’ve been here 5 times but she looks vacant and I’m worried she will miss the reoccurring reason I’m here? Surely she knows why I am here? Nope…I’ll have to tell her, again).
Appearances can be deceiving…this bird dropping is actually a very cunning spider.
A doctor can appear to have all the skills on the surface, but may lack the ability to have empathy or take the time to connect with their patient.
In searching for a connection with my doctor, I really felt I was going out on a limb. (Totally just trying to find a reason to add some photos to the post here if that wasn’t obvious by now! ahah).
In short, she was very busy (as most doctors are) taking in many patients every day. The turn around in this clinic is something like 10 minutes. I returned to this office for the convenience of booking an appointment. There was no long wait, and I could always get in if I had an emergency (migraine! She was very good about treating me during a critical migraine earlier in the year). I completely get that you can be busy, but what I didn’t always get was a sense of connection, care, empathy… actually none of that.
It was really starting to put me off, and many times I contemplated going to another doctor who might turn out to care just a little bit more. Even if it was just a fraction.
I liked her. She was never rude or unpleasant… I just didn’t feel that she cared.
So yesterday after my appointment, I paid my bill and gave the receptionist my biological sample and made up my mind to finally talk to my doctor about our relationship.
I delicately knocked on her door. She welcomed me back in and told me to make myself comfortable. So I sat down and we looked each other straight in the eyes. I was nervous to speak as I didn’t want to offend her, I just needed to pass on some feedback.
I began…sooo so nervous.
“I wanted to talk to you about something that’s been bothering me for a while now. (Sure, what is it?) I’ve felt that I’ve had to bring up some of my previous symptoms…(pause) I know you’re very busy but there have been times when I felt you didn’t really care about me as an individual. I know that’s hard given the amount of people you see in a day”
She was a little surprised, but immediately thanked me graciously for telling her and being so honest, and asked how often I felt that way (when I said nearly every time I’d been in) she then asked what she could do to make it better.
She took it really well.
I suggested that she take enough time to look into my case and really connect with me.
“From a clients perspective, I have contemplated not coming back to the office because I’ve not felt that you cared about me. I think that’s really important to have that connection, it keeps people coming back.”
We ended the conversation both smiling. I think this will be the start of a shift in our doctor/patient relationship.
I recently read in a book “Blink” by Malcom Gladwell, that a doctor is many more times likely to be sued by a client whom they do not have a close relationship with. Doctors whom have a trusting relationship with their patient are even less likely to be sued because there is a bond (even if they have done something that actually warrants a court case).
That is information that many doctors could benefit from. Treating people with kindness, empathy and understanding can help create trust and harmony within the relationship. Those things generally will always have people coming back.
Even though it took me ages to talk about what was troubling me, I feel really good knowing I was honest and I can potentially help her really succeed in giving better service to her clientele.
What I think is key for myself, is that before giving up on our relationship I gave her the opportunity to see where things were going wrong. I think it’s fair to give that feedback and see if things can change.