2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Foto. They contemplate  Summer Holidays, Beach, Sun and Sand. Beaches of the Tweed Coast. Pottsville and Kingscliff. Hastings Point and Wooyung. Beaches of the Mid North Coast of NSW and the Southern Border of Queensland. Beaches of Sydney. Beaches !


“You never know how many friends you have until you rent a house on the beach”


I do not wish to die –
          There is such contingent beauty in life:
          The open window on summer mornings
           Looking out on gardens and green things growing,
          The shadowy cups of rose flowering to themselves-
           Images of time and eternity-
          Silence in the garden and felt along the walls.
          The room is suddenly filled with sun,
           Like a sacrament one can never be
          Sufficiently thankful for.  Door ajar,
          The eye reaches across from one
          Open window to another, eye to eye,
          And then the healing spaces of the sky ……
–   Alfred Leslie Rowse, 1903-

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If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
Bible; Psalms (ch. CXXXIX, v. 9-10)

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You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.
Mahatma Gandhi

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All know that the drop merges into the ocean, but few know the ocean merges into the drop.
… Kabir

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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice. It will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
… Frank Kafka

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The hollow sea-shell, which for years hath stood
  On dusty shelves, when held against the ear
    Proclaims its stormy parent, and we hear
      The faint, far murmur of the breaking flood.
        We hear the sea. The Sea? It is the blood
          In our own veins, impetuous and near.
      – Eugene J. Lee-Hamilton,
Sonnet–Sea-shell Murmurs



2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Foto. They contemplate  Summer Holidays, Beach, Sun and Sand.


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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, author of ‘Lord of the Rings’ (1892-1973)

An onion can make people cry but there’s never been a vegetable that can make people laugh.


Come, my friends,
‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved the earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
— from Ulysses by Alfred Tennyson

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To Summer by William Blake.

O thou who passest thro’ our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
That flames from their large nostrils! thou, O Summer,
Oft pitched’st here thy goldent tent, and oft
Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld
With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
Beneath our thickest shades we oft have heard
Thy voice, when noon upon his fervid car
Rode o’er the deep of heaven; beside our springs
Sit down, and in our mossy valleys, on
Some bank beside a river clear, throw thy
Silk draperies off, and rush into the stream:
Our valleys love the Summer in his pride.
Our bards are fam’d who strike the silver wire:
Our youth are bolder than the southern swains:
Our maidens fairer in the sprightly dance:
We lack not songs, nor instruments of joy,
Nor echoes sweet, nor waters clear as heaven,
Nor laurel wreaths against the sultry heat.


Trees like to have kids climb on them, but trees are much bigger than we are, and much more forgiving.
Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider


It is good to know the truth, but it is better to speak of palm trees.

~ an Arab Proverb



Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.  ~John Lubbock

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In the Good Old Summertime

There’s a time in each year that we always hold dear,
the good old summer time;
With the birds and the treeses and sweet-scented breezes,
In the good old summer time.
When your day’s work is over then you are in clover,
And life is one beautiful rhyme,
No trouble annoying each one is enjoying,
The good old summer time.

In the good old summertime,
in the good old summertime.
Strolling through the shady lanes with my baby mine.
You hold her hand, and she holds yours,
and that’s a very good sign.
She will be your tootsie wootsie,
in the good old summertime.

song by George Evans and Ren Shields


2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Foto. They contemplate  Flowers because sometimes that’s a fine way to start a New Year.

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Don’t wear perfume in the garden – unless you want to be pollinated by bees.  ~Anne Raver

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A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.

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None can have a healthy love for flowers
unless he loves the wild ones.

–   Forbes Watson

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Gardening is civil and social, but it wants the vigour and freedom of the forest and the outlaw.

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A fool does not see the same trees a wise man sees.
–   Rick Hilles


2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Foto. They contemplate life in TWEED HEADS. Skyscrapers – well highrises anyways and DEVELOPMENT. Progress – some might call it. Lizzy Foreal don’t call it Progress. Lizzy prefers the KALANG PROGRESS ASSOCIATION.


When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?  ~Chuck Palahniuk

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Discontent is the first step in the progress of a man or a nation.

Oscar Wilde


The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.  ~Marcus Aurelius

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“In the final analysis there is no solution to man’s progress but the day’s honest work, the day’s honest decisions, the day’s generous utterances and the day’s good deed.”
–Clare Booth Luce (1903-1987), American editor, playwright and social activist


Progress might have been all right once, but it has gone on too long.
Ogden Nash



If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.


I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped.
Frederick Perls


The gardener’s work is never at end; it begins with the year, and continues
to the next: he prepares the ground, and then he sows it; after that he plants,
and then he gathers the fruits….
John Evelyn, Kalendarium Hortense, 1706


To all of you who love the World of Lizzy Foreal, best wishes for the Holiday Season and the Coming Year.
From Melinda Kendall in 1884 –
Old Christmas has come back once more
To greet us with his smile;
To lift our drooping spirits up,
And cheer us for awhile.

He brings to us good news from heaven,
And gifts from earthly friends;
Then let us take with grateful hearts
Whate’er our Father sends.

And let no bitter feelings mar (sic)
The pleasures of the day;
But let us guard and watch ourselves,
In all we do or say.

Though to some eyes the tear will rise,
While thinking of past days;
Yet God has been so good to us,
We cannot choose but praise.

And some of us will miss the clasp
Of a dear true hand now cold,
And looking backward to the past,
Feel now we’re growing old.

Yet cheer up brothers, sisters, friends,
And let us merry sing;
For why! this is the birthday of
The Christ of God, our King.



2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate SHIPS. All year they have been researching the 19th century and they are mightily impressed with the nippiness with which the early Colonial hithered and thithered along the Coast and even unto and from Far Off Lands. They have just returned from a trip along the Northern Rivers of NSW and up into New England. SHIPS and BOATS and CANOES. Wot a fine way to get about !


The world is sending explanatory notes
Loading ships and planes with them,
We have sent our explanatory notes
Even to faraway stars and planets.

Three Poems



The Wanderer

All day they loitered by the resting ships,
Telling their beauties over, taking stock;

by John Masefield

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