Momentum

since we got back from Tasmania I seem to be possessed by a strange new energy
I see everything around me in a different light
Every time my farmer boy comes inside he finds me doing something out of the ordinary.
I hope I can sustain this strange space I'm in. I'm enjoying it.
Today I spontaneously started pruning a wattle tree in the back yard which led me to the melaleuca and then the bottle brushes around the corner. With a bunch of little cuttings in water in pink glasses on my window sill in the kitchen, I then drove into town and bought seed raising mix and cutting powder to help the roots grow. And now in our bath!! sits a tray of miniature trees in pots, which will hopefully grow and be the beginning of the forest I want our farm to be.
And that was after picking up my Mum (down the driveway) to go to a garage sale at 7.45am. The garage sale was pretty pathetic but the drive with my Mum was nice.
Now my bigger girl is in the kitchen cooking tea for us all, with her friend. Taylor Swift is singing along with them. Not in person of course.

Tasmania

cruising around in a motorhome was a great way to see Tasmania. the roads are so narrow and winding, it was hairy scary, but the nature surrounding us was worth the panic attacks i was having at each bend. it feels like an untouched paradise. theres not a lot of people, or development and the roads are only just big enough for vehicles. nature feels like it is more important there. i wish that were the truth. im not talking about hobart, but up the east coast to the bay of fires. we found this beach called Dora Point, and it was like our private little paradise. with only one other family there we played with the sea for a few hours of pure joy. we then walked up the path to our motorhome and slept beside the sea.

oh how i love to wake up and look out the window to see the sea. and to lie in bed at night and hear the waves. love.

Tasmania

oh we do love to be beside the seaside.

kitchen wall beginnings

the kitchen is where it all happens
the food of course
but the sharing the playing the meltdowns the passing conversations as farmer boy drops in and out the telephone calls the painting the plotting the making the fire in winter to keep the whole house warm the in and out of the back door of cats 1 2 3 4 of them and also children off to bounce the energy out of their bodies onto the trampoline

one wall in our kitchen is lily pad green...we have lived with it for years and years....but im having the urge to paint it blue. im not sure why. farmer boy will not like the idea i know already
and finding just the right shade to live with and love is a tricky thing. maybe i just feel like painting. not walls but pictures. maybe.

and now in the middle of the kitchen sits a table of games for us to play, and dodge on our journey through the kitchen well maybe not journey..the kitchen is not so big at all
first it was snooker and now its little men playing soccer
i wish i had another space for it ..it was cute to have it in the middle of everything for about a week, maybe two....but now im starting to curse when i bang into it and i need to find a space
i dont want it to be out of sight ie..in my back room...because it wont get played with. hmmm. will have to rearrange somewhere.

but anyway...on my kitchen wall right now are my drawings that will come to life this year. i promise myself. im thinking colouring book but have greater plans for them
for now, before we head off to tasmania, i get to see them everyday, thinking..dreaming.. they would make such cool wallpaper.

nice.

sitting in the cool of my cooler
when i went to water my mums garden earlier, the car told me it was 41 degrees outside- ouch.
on the way home-down the driveway i noticed her dog had decided to come for a visit to our place
mum told me her dog Bebe doesnt like water. well she currently looks like a wet, muddy rat. Rosie peer pressure got to her i guess.
this morning we went to a garage sale after a drive across the countryside to a place we have never been. just me and amelie. nobody else wanted to get out of bed at 7am. it was garage sale heaven. im guessing the lady was once an art teacher. there must have been 100 boxes to rummage through. i giggled in delight. we got games, old cute ones like bingo and cuisinaire blocks and beautiful jigsaw puzzles and a paper recycling kit-i loved that find. its new! and ive been wanting to make paper with the kids. ....... oh it was a fun time. we got 4 boxes full of stuff. fun stuff. now i guess i should go find 4 boxes of stuff to get rid of. it was a nice drive home. me and ammie ate nice food, and i drank a nice coffee, and a nice man asked if i was okay after i bumped my head putting the boxes in the car. and then ammie told me i keep saying nice nice nice.
it looks like its going to rain now. that would be sticky. but nice. ha ha.
im waiting for blogger to upload photos....it takes forever because my photo files are huge.. i should adjust that one day.
amelie is playing with christmas decorations we got at the sale, and apparently we need to build a new house for the dolls because they dont fit in our wooden doll house. amelie loves wreaths and wants to hang one on her doll Tinky's front door.
Veda is writing. she spends most of her days writing. we dont see her alot. She cant help but to write. and Sindri is trying to draw pictures of his fighting fish, but the fish wont stay still. Muzz is having an afternoon nap....a nice thought, but i think i might go do some more colouring. Im on a mission to make a colouring book. its a work in progress, currently stuck all over my kitchen wall. at odd hours of the day and night you will find me under a pile of textas.
We were going to a movie tonight but i really cant be bothered. Maybe I will get an energy burst at 5pm. kids are now playing bingo = holidays love. they are fighting like cats and dogs but its still nice.

2012

good morning new year!

wishes for good health, lots of laughter, happy days, dreams coming true and peace all around.