One year down

A new lease of life

My friend has just moved and she is cleaning out her cupboards. 
She is getting rid of everything they do not use all the time. 
"You can have too much stuff...I just want it gone."

But where does it eventually go? 
And just because you don't want it anymore, has the stuff stopped being useful or even beautiful?

No, it has just grown tried in the eyes of its current owner. 
A lot of my friend's objects will find themselves on the shelves of an opshop. 
There they can make money for some worthy cause, such as animal shetlers, and also avail themselves to a fresh set of eyes, 
who will jump at the opportunity to give this stuff a new home. 
So go out there and recycle, reuse, reinvent_Its FUN.

When I go to The Rio

I deeply suspect that there is a lot of truly interesting stuff out there, in lesser known areas of our city, unrecognized, 
and sadly disappearing in front of our very eyes, just waiting to be rediscovered. 
Few seem to get that these shops, things or buildings, institutions in their own right, found throughout our local areas need to be appreciated and maintained.

A perfect example of beauty unrecognized is The Rio milk bar in Summer Hill.

It’s the old fashion kind of milk bar. The type that kids would go to with what little pocket money they had and buy that Chew Chew bar or those Redskins. 
 It has fallen upon sad and lonely times. 
The owner sits alone, inside, growling at any one who may wonder in aiming to buy some sugar in the guise of either a candy bar or a chilled drink. 
And yet there is a strange attempt to create a curious window display made out of bits and pieces, 
little pieces of paper, some decals, old wrappers of the candy bars, silver foil, bits of plastic.

It is an eccentric sight, but thank god for the eccentrics of the world as they keep things interesting.