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The Noosa River commences life in the Wahpoonga in the Great Sandy National Park (of which Fraser Island is a part) and travels south via the Noosa Everglades which open up into a series of fairly shallow lakes, Lake Cooloola, Lake Cootharaba and Lake Cooroiba and Lake Weyba. The Queensland Lakes District.

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Mirrored in the waters

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coming from the Wahpoonga

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tall majestic reflections

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whilst dark forms lurk

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Even the discovery is mirrored in the still waters of the Everglades

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as the Noosa River is born

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bright and dark mirrored

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as an avenue of trees above and below guide you on

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fooling the eye

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delighting the eye

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with water colours changing like a rainbow as that which is reflected mirrors blue, black, brown and all shades of green.
In response to Weekly Photo Challenge

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In response to Skywatch Friday

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Eyes

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unblinking

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knowledge of eyes that cannot see

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the culprit’s eyes

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porky eyes and not because they lied

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beady eyes

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wise, old man eyes

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red eyes

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preserved eye

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sprouts from the eye of a potato

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the optical telescope allowing sights not visible to the naked eye

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the modern eye showing what is seen by each eye when wearing the 3D goggles

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and not an eye at all but whenever I look at this photo an eye is what I see complete with iris, pupil and eyelashes.
In response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special

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Last month’s Times Past looked at clubs and having only received responses from Baby Boomers all I can conclude is that no matter where you lived clubs were not associations we joined in our youth on a large scale. Red Cross and girl guides being the most common ones encountered. Interestingly some people experienced more group activity when they joined the club of motherhood and encouraged their own children to join associations that they had not themselves experienced.
So on to this month’s prompt. Rules can be seen here. Don’t forget to put where you were living at the time of the remembered event and what generation you belong to.
I have just been in hospital having repairs to my bunions and hammer toes. The experience was unlike I had expected having nursed a number of people with a similar affliction. I had micro-surgery with multiple little cuts and although bones were removed and others broken, screws were all that were required to keep the bones in alignment post-operatively. This used to be an extremely painful procedure. I won’t deny that there is pain but nothing like I expected, so I consider myself pain free. Those in the past had to have 6 weeks without walking. Although I can’t walk, I can hobble with a special boot. Another major advance.
With this procedure occupying my thoughts I wondered what other common treatments may have changed in our life-time. I’m sure someone has tonsil stories ( I still have mine but I’ve heard some beauties from people no older than myself). Did your mother have a special remedy for anything? My mother used to say “feed a cold and starve a fever.” This dates back to 1574 and in the 1950’s my family was certainly still following it. My husband’s family had totally discounted this and Roger’s Mother treated every ailment they had with chicken stock. “Jewish Penicillin” Roger calls it and he uses it as both a prophylactic and acute disease treatment. He swears by it and is according to his doctor is one of the few septuagenarians he has seen whose blood results are all in the black and who does not take a single pill. Jamie Oliver’s mum must also have sworn by this as Jamie does a Jewish penicillin with traditional matzo balls. With a bit of searching I have found that the medicinal properties of this soup are reported as far back as the 12th century. Older than the eat and starve regimen. Do you have home remedies that you still use or have you discarded them for something better?
Join in with experiences whether home remedies or hospital where treatment has altered or perhaps remained unchanged for centuries.
Baby Boomer
Rural Australia
One treatment that I would probably not follow again would be my Father’s treatment for warts. I had a girlfriend when I was at school who had warts all down her shin bones. This caused her a lot of embarrassment and she tried everything to get rid of them including milk thistle, apple cider vinegar, banana peel and various other herbs, fruits and vegetables. She would occasionally knock the top off her wart and blood would pour down her leg so of course, when I got a wart on my finger I blamed her for the occurrence. I knew nothing had worked for her and I was desperate to have it gone. My Father gave me a treatment and miraculously mine did go eventually. I don’t know whether it was anything to do with his treatment or just time and a good immune system. These days I think I’d buy a bottle of something from the chemist. My Dad told me to take a piece of paper and trace the outline of my hand with wart on it. Then I was to get a match and set fire to the wart on the piece of paper. My entire traced hand disappeared in flames. I was to repeat this everyday until the wart went. I did this religiously for awhile (probably a week), lost faith but also eventually lost the wart. My Father believed warts were psychologically induced and you just had to fool the brain into believing them gone. Much as asthma was initially viewed, but perhaps someone else has that story.
Hope you join in even if only in the comments.
City Australia

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After bilateral foot surgery the first smile was unexpected. I could see space between my big and next toe. This I had not been able to do for years. Visions of thongs flashed before my eyes. The possibilities could be endless. Another smile – the pain has not been too bad. I just have to remember not to cat stretch on waking. That causes the pain I had anticipated I would have all the time. Huge smile — I don’t. However, there is a lot of adjusting to do. I cannot walk. I have a special boot that allows me to hobble but just moving from one room to the other is an effort that then requires half an hour of rest. Trying to do anything is laboriously slow. Luckily, another smile, my mother has lent me her mobility scooter so I can still go on dog walks. As we are trying to sell our house we are avoiding the park as I simply cannot wash Muffin after every visit and Bundy seems to bring back so much sand. Yesterday we decided to walk on paths. Muffin heels beside the scooter perfectly. Big smile – our training has paid dividends. We did, however, overwalk poor Bundy to the point he sat and refused to budge. We were stymied. Our smiles faded. B

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But then I managed to entice him to ride along with me. A little awkward for us both but it worked a treat. You can even see Bundy’s smile.

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Mine was just as big.
In response to Trent’s Weekly Smile.

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Le vautour fauve

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or Griffon vulture

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in Portugal, Turkey and to the North of India is found
feeding on carrion

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while this unknown bird of prey prefers its food fresh

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as does the peregrine falcon.

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The peacock’s feathers from the rear are almost

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as beautiful as those viewed from the front.

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The South American blue and yellow Macaw delights with feathers bold in colour

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whilst pelicans just delight.

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Duck feathers

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swan and pidgeon feathers

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abundant near the commencement of the Rhine.

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whilst chicken feathers are abundant in many different fashions.
In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge
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