© irene waters 2017
You cannot get more simple than a potato scone. Potato, onion and a little milk fried until the outside is crispy, some would say burnt. Cut in half, a little butter add and enjoy the simplicity. Without this type of simplicity we would gourmet all the time. It would become our commonplace. Should this happen what would we find spectacular, a real treat. This is not to say the potato scone tastes yuk – far from it – just good fill you up food.
© irene waters 2017
A branch, a bird surrounded by blue – simple but what a delight.
© irene waters 2017
Carved birds also delight by the simplicity of the design – sweeping lines and bold blocks of colour
© irene waters 2017
And even simpler with only the crudest of tools used is this bird. From memory I feel they must have carved as in our years on the island so few birds did we see that I believed that they had all gone in the pot for tea.
© irene waters 2017
More beauty in simplicity in tiny perfect flowers.
© irene waters 2017
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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
Terrific photo essay, Irene.
But rather sad about the probably demise of birds on Vanuatu.Still, when your kids are hungry, you eat what you must.
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That is true Sharon. Lots of attitude changes occur when it is a matter of life or death. The birds probably were there but had evolved to remain hidden from arrows.
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