Think I'll bask in the imagination of my own glory a little more before actually trying to make my first scarf...
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Knitting: a new winter sport
Feeling very pleased with myself as I came home with knitting needles, wool and a knitting for beginners handbook.
Think I'll bask in the imagination of my own glory a little more before actually trying to make my first scarf...
Think I'll bask in the imagination of my own glory a little more before actually trying to make my first scarf...
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Michelle
Michelle... your sense of adventure and compassionate heart shone through your cheeky grin. I miss you and hope you knew that you were loved by many...
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| Michelle Elise Gilet 12 February 1981 - 13 June 2010 |
Sunday, June 12, 2011
A country break
I love escaping to the country. Walking through national parks and feeling like I'm a million miles from anywhere.. drinking fresh delicious rain water, breathing the crisp unspoiled air, smelling the trees, scrubs and grasses... just being along side the universe and marveling at the simple beauty of it all.
The recent couture holiday had the Mr and I touring around a little bit of Australia that neither of us had ever been to - beautiful central New South Wales.
It was fascinating to come from the north New South Wales coast into the beautiful green hills, forests and waterfalls, before seeing the stark and equally beautiful contrast of the flat plains of Narrabri that stretched all the way to the horizon - only the memory of cotton left after the season's harvesting.
It was easy to appreciate how vast and varied Australia is. And I couldn't help thinking of Dorothea Mackellar's poem My Country with the iconic line I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains, which she wrote in neighboring Gunnedah in 1908 while on her brother's farm. There was certainly plenty of inspiration all around.
The recent couture holiday had the Mr and I touring around a little bit of Australia that neither of us had ever been to - beautiful central New South Wales.
It was fascinating to come from the north New South Wales coast into the beautiful green hills, forests and waterfalls, before seeing the stark and equally beautiful contrast of the flat plains of Narrabri that stretched all the way to the horizon - only the memory of cotton left after the season's harvesting.
It was easy to appreciate how vast and varied Australia is. And I couldn't help thinking of Dorothea Mackellar's poem My Country with the iconic line I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains, which she wrote in neighboring Gunnedah in 1908 while on her brother's farm. There was certainly plenty of inspiration all around.
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| Taking a break to enjoy the views at the Mt Kaputar National Park, Narrabri, New South Wales |
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Love in the sea air
4 June 2011
The bride was stunning; beaming with happiness and looking like a movie star. The groom didn't take his eyes off her as she walked down towards him. He was shinning with pride.
It was a beautiful day. A perfect occasion. A magical start to their married life.
The bride was stunning; beaming with happiness and looking like a movie star. The groom didn't take his eyes off her as she walked down towards him. He was shinning with pride.
It was a beautiful day. A perfect occasion. A magical start to their married life.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Preparing for zen
There’s a panic that comes over me when I’m about to head away on holidays. Whether it be for a weekend or a couple of weeks I suddenly find myself scheduling to catch up with everyone I know, planning to clean out the kitchen pantry and do other questionably important chores and writing endless lists of products that need to be purchased, items that need to be packed, things that need to be remembered and actioned…
But then there’s hitting the road, knowing that for the next couple of weeks I am free.
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