Addiction

This is.... something I own, but haven't used: Piles of fabric.

I love the stuff; its colour, its texture, its pattern, its weight. I love these fabrics like I love a smooth, thick, blank piece of white paper.


So perfect as they are, and with so much potential for change (kind of like us humans!)

I have used some of this stuff but mostly it waits, quietly tucked away until the day the perfect project comes along and its full potential will be realised.

And as if i didn't have enough, look what called out to be mine in the weekend!


I am very grateful to be earing a living creatively, Thank You. My life is filled with growth and adventure, Yes! Thank YOU. Fabulous and supportive people surround me, thank you. Anything I decide to do, I achieve, thank you so much for this knowledge. I communicate well, people understand who I am and what I value, Thank You. I am grateful that I reach my goals, many thanks.

Grey Skies

A flat grey sky, sinking downwards, towards the city and little splattered rain drops on the window today. I am inside, warm, my lamp glows sunny yellow.

Manuka Pictogram

Yesterday was beautiful weather, amazing, gorgeous. Another perfect autumn day. The morning light glowed in, deliciously, to welcome me to Thursday. Today, Friday, the overcast skies simply said to me, oh you're awake then. So I snuggled back down under the duvet for a little longer.


No walk through the trees today, (yesterdays photo) I bussed to town for an assisting job instead.

Not a very exciting job, but as I walked down the street looking in the shop windows, I felt happy to be going to do this job, and not working in one of those miserable shops. Nothing wrong with working in retail, Ive done it, but it is so not me. Thank You Universe for getting me out of those dull jobs.

I found out that Super Hip and Cool Boutique doesnt want my art, its too 'delicate' Sigh. Wish Super Hip and Cool Botique thought of that before it contacted me to get my hopes up. Now, yes, I see they do have a bolder design like focus, but SH&CB knew my style before they emailed me. Double sigh.

Must go market myself, done nothing much about marketing my arty endeavors lately.

Got some lovely emails today/yesterday, so that makes me feel better. One potential client said my work was stunning so that gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. (Note to self: remember to charge stunning prices).

A rainy Friday night would be a perfect movie night. After Jamies DVD choice last time, I feel entitled to take him to a feel good chic flic, or maybe a period drama.

Lots of little triumphs make me happy, thank you. I am so fortunate to have this home to live in and electricity to keep me warm, help me cook, run this computer, Thank you for my place in the world. People love paying me well, thank you. I am open to inspiring and wise people entering my life and glad for those already here, thank you. I am ready to learn more about myself, I am grateful for all the lessons I receive. TY TY TY TY TY TY TY

Three Things

Three good things for today:

Sultry tunes by Trinity Roots.

No Impact Man's Sustainable living practice.

And his new friend Gala Darling

Golden leaves and sunshine, crisp autumn air and a wide blue ocean; I am blessed to live in such a beautiful land, Thank You so Much.

Score!

I scored a bargain! This fabulous vintage (new condition ) green wool coat. I guess its 40's or 50's? I wasn't looking for a coat, just browsing, but when one sees a coat thats made for one, in an opp shop for only $25, one must have it, right?

I am so happy to have made progress on my to do list, thank you. Being able to spend time in nature soothes my soul, it is such privilege, thank you.

Carbon Collecting

This weeks This is is:

This is my way of recycling...

Making compost. I heard the secret of compost from Kath Irvine who was speaking about it at the Organic River Festival. (She doesn’t have a website!) When I have my own huge and fabulous garden I would love to get her to come and help set it up properly, following the principles of permaculture. In the mean time, I am faithfully filling a compost bin to do her proud.

So here’s the secret to excellent compost: Carbon, Nitrogen and Air.

Carbon is the brown dead material, old leaves, twigs, etc and Nitrogen is the green stuff, kitchen waste, lawn clipping, etc.

I have a good supply of nitrogen from all the fruit and veges we eat, but not much of a supply of carbon. To remedy this I go “Carbon Collecting.” Every so often when I take my usual walk, I carry a sack and fill it with dead leaves collected from under the trees (I also use these for mulch). I leave the sack by the compost bin and then after I’ve thrown a pile of green (nitrogen) waste in, I add a layer of carbon from the sack. Easy! Just make sure air gets in to the pile, make sure it doesn’t dry out or get too wet, and that’s it.

p.s. Scrunched up paper (especially newspaper) is a good source of carbon too.

Dead leaves and green ones, flowers and seeds, trees and grass; just some of the beautiful natural things I am grateful to encounter on a daily basis, thank you. Work is easy and fun, I love doing what i do, Thank you for this blessing.

Luscious Lawn Love

Luscious Lawn Love

I feel like writing something just now. I don't have anything in particular to say, but here I am. I am wondering if I am suffering feelings of withdrawal from not writing for a few days; and therefore writing this just for the sake of it must be my fix.

Its quite therapeutic to have a blank page to just process thoughts and ideas on and i am enjoying moments during the day when I think, "I could blog that." Even if those thoughts never actually get added here, the process of creating this blog has made me more aware of my day to day life. I think I do notice and appreciate the little things more now than I used to. I did notice them before, but now, perhaps this blog validates those moments somehow.

I wonder if this blog will disappear in five or ten or seventy years time, either through technology redundancy, or just become lost in a overloaded pile of information floating around out there. Will my kids or grandkids ever read this (if I have any that is)? Would they even be interested? I know I would love to have a diary/journal from my Grandparents, to learn more about them. What was important to them? Who were they? How was life like for them in the 30's, 50's or 70's? Would this blog answer those questions for future generations?

Just pondering tonight. I don't need answers.

The picture above is from a year or two ago, at my old flat.

The lawn was mowed occasionally when the landlord felt like it. Orange marigolds crept further and further out of their assigned patch to greet the old vinyl covered chairs.

(Lawn Love for Susan!)

Small things bring big joy, Thank You. I appreciate the luxury of time and place to just ponder, Thank You. I am a super stretchy bendy yoga lady, Thanks for my healthy body. People with Beautiful hearts fill my life and I am grateful for that, Thank You.

More Gems

My op shop (opportunity shop a.k.a. secondhand/thrift shop in other parts of the planet) finds on Thursday were not limited to The Wonder Book of Trees , I also found some really cute little old matchboxes....


A vintage box, lined with satin...


a few buttons...


a rectangular enamel pendant and a sweet felt brooch. I had, just the other day, been admiring the felt work in this book and now i have my own lovely felt craft piece.

As well as those gems, a card arrived in the mail and I saved the stamps.


I decided I needed a change this morning, so instead of my usual walk, I drove to a beach that I seldom walk along. Upon arriving i was dismayed to see quite a bit of rubbish on the beach. Bits of plastic floating near the shore, old drink cans and food packets etc. I was annoyed. Annoyed because of the damage to nature, because of the ignorance and carelessness of some people and mostly because it was spoiling my view. It was spoiling my expectations of my time at the beautiful, natural beach. I walked a little and sat. I noticed an ugly yellow Pac n Save bag floating back and forth at the waters edge. Thats so ugly I thought and decided to move down the beach so I couldn't see it. I knew it was there though and I still felt annoyed by its presence. Thats when I realised what would improve my experience of the beach and my mood. I fished the bag out of the water and spent ten minutes filling it with rubbish.

I really felt heaps better after that. I sat a while and looked at the green hills, the blue sky and the sparkly sea. I appreciated the warmth of the sun on my skin and the peace and quiet of that very moment.


I glanced down at the stoney beach on which I sat and found this leaf. Burnt orange, and shaped like a heart. I think that must be nature's thank you to me. I left the beach happy and knowing it was a tiny bit better off because of me. Thats a good feeling.


I am glad to have the power to control my experiences and my response to my environment, thank you. I am blessed to live such a fortunate life, filled with health, wealth and happiness. I am glad to experience this life, Thank You.