1920's and 2020's...

And the Crime section is a subset of the Politics section...
Adore this sign...a sign of the 2020's...

(Flip side of the 1920's? = Roaring Twenties?) https://t.co/QynT0Wgju7

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 13, 2022

bat warning sign...

bat warning sign
slows the movement
hastens the heartbeat #haiku https://t.co/9P7iIqkehH

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) October 9, 2021

words and songs for tomorrows...

This image speaks to the soul...
Though the world may seem to have imploded, there is a way to find the words and the song for tomorrows... https://t.co/n5Tw1FVY18

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) September 25, 2021

wry and rattling humour...

Sometimes we need a little wry and rattling humour... https://t.co/SDuc9i8aGU

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 29, 2021

Apparently, this sign is to be found at Bookends of Fowey, Cornwall

Roman wall + a bookshop...

RESPECT FOR YESTERDAYS - Jabberwock Books is located north of Market Square on St Lawrence Street
Appropriately located next to the history and archaeology section towards the rear of the shop, the Roman wall actually survives as the wall of the premises... https://t.co/5AFkO0uxrj

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) December 30, 2020

'Squishy Minnie' thrives...

And 'Squishy Minnie' is a bookshop that is thriving in Kyneton, regional Victoria...The store closed mid-March, before lockdown restrictions, and has thrived since...The 'how' is simply amazing... https://t.co/PvA9aHwnud pic.twitter.com/hQhl5KlCch

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) October 4, 2020

Just visited the Squishy Minnie website and found a Roald Dahl quote:

“So Matilda’s strong young mind continued to grow, nurtured by the voices of all those authors who had sent their books out into the world like ships into the sea. These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message. You are not alone.”

That connected with me, because last night, on SBS, I watched the 2017 movie 'The Bookshop'. Not a brilliant movie, but a sensitive one. 

The last words in the movie: 'In a bookshop, you are not alone'.

bookstore cats...

All these words in one place go to my head....
and my body succumbs... https://t.co/9DR0fpaTJ7

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) August 23, 2020

the bookstore...

book art
a lighthouse
freely sharing
high and deep
world views #tanka
Muhcine Ennou - 'The Bookstore' - CGI pic.twitter.com/LC0wWFeiEm

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 24, 2020

liberated...

Had to post another work by Australian sculptor Joshua Smith. This one is based on Liberated X Bookshop and Shoe Repairs, Flinders Street, Melbourne. The real version is on the right (closed for nigh on 9 years).
PASSING THOUGHT: Liberated from... judgment?progress?time? pic.twitter.com/QBj95w2Vvv

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 15, 2020

a Katoomba moment...

More details on this special moment are on my blog:https://t.co/jzUDZbUReh

life's storms
may offer
some unforgettable
music
awakening the spirit #tanka pic.twitter.com/KzFA3WsJH4

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 6, 2020

This moment is locked into my memory as something rather special... I was with a partner at the time who had an adventurous, spur of the moment spirit... It was nothing to suddenly pack our bags on a Friday night after work and escape to the Blue Mountains for the weekend...This particular Saturday night, no one in their right mind should have been out...It was a vicious storm, with lots of thunder and lightning and belting rain...But we were, wandering rain-washed streets in Katoomba...We could hear a tinkling of sorts between thunderclaps and tried to locate the sound...That is when we discovered the bookshop...door closed but lights on... The man inside was playing a grand piano...He waved us in...So in we went...The man just kept playing, saying nothing...We wandered looking at the books for a bit, then settled on the old wooden stairs leading, we presumed, up to more books...We sat on the stairs awhile, and just listened to the man playing Mozart and other works...while the thunder and lightning played along with him...I can't remember just how it all ended...But I do know when we eventually emerged from the shop, the storm had abated, but we could still hear all the music echoing in the darkness...