tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72576546031431008032024-03-13T23:22:44.883+11:00deux chiens et un garconadventures and ponderings of a 2 dog family with a very cute little late comerdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.comBlogger189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-86782921291102434452013-08-14T12:59:00.000+10:002013-08-14T12:59:42.372+10:00The world i would like to live in....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A world where there was no child abuse. Where people did not hit their children. A world where people could speak honestly about their struggles and not feel ashamed or inadequate. Where children and babies were more welcomed, and heard and seen loud and clear.<br />
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A world where there were no puppy factories with little canines not seeing the light of day, stuck lying on a concrete floor in their own excrement. Where people realised that a pet is for its life and not for convenience.<br />
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A world where you could marry your loved one and have a family together, regardless of your chromosomes, without bigotry or defaming and harmful words from others and it was legal.<br />
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A world where their was no live export of animals across miles and miles of ocean, suffering without food or water, and for them to meet a gruesome, inhumane fate.<br />
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A world where there was no civil war, children and women could walk safely down their own street, have an education and be nourished with clean food and water.<br />
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A world where it was not about having the latest groovy thing. Not about fashion trends. Not about getting the most likes. Living honestly and within your means.<br />
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A world where there was more community sharing. Neighbourhood cook ups. Sharing the care of children and our elderly. Perhaps communal lawn mowers, clothes dryers, printers, garden tools. Love the idea of a community garden on your front verge.<br />
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A world where people opened their borders to people who are fleeing persecution, war and poverty.<br />
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If only our egos would allow.<br />
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<br />deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-7899524787016543462013-08-09T19:08:00.000+10:002013-08-09T19:54:40.136+10:00Looking good, on the outside.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As is evident from this little old blog falling by the wayside, I have been in a state of thoughts all in my head and too scared for them to be in the written word. I may have looked to others that I have everything under control. But I have almost being paralysed with responsibility. Ruminating over and over about making the right decisions for our family. This state of perseveration (thanking you Jane) has sapped me of creative confidence and energy.<br />
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Choices that I have made have affected other people. I often feel so indebted to many and feel pushed and pulled in so many ways. I feel it deeply. It makes me tired and then I get cranky and irritable.<br />
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Essentially I like to keep our home life simple. Less is certainly more. We like a wholesome life, living by the seasons and taking our joy from nature and all its gifts. We live in one of the most beautiful towns of Australia. Wallabies hop by our front gate. Tawny frog mouths sit outside our door to sleep during the day. I hear the ocean from my verandah. We are safe and well nourished.<br />
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The young boy above, his eyes bear the truth, they ask me for my very best. Every moment, my actions will be how I will be remembered. Will he forgive me? Will he say one day "I hate you"?.<br />
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At least 10 times a day or more, now, he says over and over again " I love you Mummy" He also asks me, when I must have that frown line on my forehead, a face of worry and tension, "Mum, are you happy ?"<br />
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You see, I have just found this whole thing quite hard. Relentless. Simple things like just getting out the door without feeling like a crazy witch. The struggle to fasten the straps of the child car seat. Make lunch for preschool days. Stare at the fridge and wander what to cook. The struggle with daytime sleeps. Agonising over putting my son into daycare. (And now which bloody school). And the worst time of my parenting, toilet training. The simple things of motherhood have exhausted me.<br />
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On the other hand, diagnosing some rare neurological disorder, glimpsing abnormal pathology and acting promptly, no worries.<br />
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I know it is the cliche of the older professional Mother syndrome. And being caught between ageing frail parents who cannot be around to help.<br />
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I just wanted to put out there, I hope I have never made someone else feel less, because I looked like I have more. That I have looked good , but inside I am screaming.<br />
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At this moment, the house is all quiet. Night has fallen. The owl is calling out across the valley. Che had fallen asleep on the couch after family daycare without any dinner. I accidentally trapped his finger in the car door this morning as we were jostling to get into the car. He had a big cry and looked at me with those big innocent eyes. I fretted most of the day, feeling bad that I still took him to childcare. I called mid morning to see if he was ok. I mentioned how bad I felt to Heidi, our family daycare Mum as I came to pick him up. Heidi said, he hasn't even mentioned it all day.<br />
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I am blessed with this life. I get to live it. Big deep breaths. Everything will be ok.<br />
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Linking in with <a href="http://maxabellaloves.blogspot.com.au/2013/08/weekend-rewind-v-replaying-your-fave.html">Maxabella</a>, on her rewind linky today.<br />
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<br />deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-42654416226312036872013-07-31T18:44:00.000+10:002013-07-31T18:44:11.548+10:00time passes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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from a 2 and bit year old<br />
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Just like that.<br />
<br />deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-58620936275285346572012-11-20T15:47:00.001+11:002012-11-20T16:06:09.876+11:00Hey hey, testing testing.<div>
We have been living in a beautiful sanctuary, just taking life slowly and simply. The house is under a canopy of angophora and gum trees. A blessing now that Summer is almost here. Otherwise the house has been too dark over winter. We have been lighting the open fire and wearing our uggies. Now more natural light is seeping through and the beauty of this place lifts my spirit. I can hear the sound of the ocean in the distance. Near is the squwark of the wattle bird and chirp of the Aussie mynahs. The hilarious bush turkey pecks under the mulch. Outside our gate a bower bird's haunt is amongst small shrubs, with a brilliant blue display. <br />
I am experimenting today. Can I blog from my tablet? <br />
Here goes.<br />
Peace to you<br />
Jill. <br />
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There has been a long but necessary pause in this space. I have missed the connections but needed some silence for awhile. New house, new bush walks, new friends, old friends, old job, and I still have a 2 year old.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How lucky I am to live near the sea? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have been lost for words lately and feeling a bit flat. I thought I would make an effort to do some very simple posts and disregard the notion that a post needed to be of some grand premise. Otherwise I just will never get going again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Time and place of being has moved on for us and it has taken a lot out of us. We are so happy to be back in our old hood, however life at times has seemed a bit precarious. Emotions and naughtiness have been riding high for our little one. Taking our stride, re-connecting and finding our rhythm.<br />
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We were planning another stint out west but through feeling so exhausted and then comforted by our friends and old work colleagues we are in the process of making the difficult decision to say no. Something I always find hard to do. My old work place still has my name on the door. Very clever.<br />
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A thought came into my head about motherhood this morning. It seems the goal posts keep on shifting. Just when you think you are on top of things. Shazaam. Very humbling.<br />
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Or maybe it is that I tend to over-think? Each parenting decision seems like a huge one.<br />
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I am still towing the line in trying to finish projects from last year. We have made a little play space for all of us and I sneek in there alone during nap time. I started this lap quilt in the latter of 2011. I started using Pip's pattern from her book <a href="https://www.facebook.com/MakeHey?sk=wall">'Make Hey"</a>. However I did want to have it a bit more snuggly in the end and decided to insert some cotton batting but had already cut the backing fabric the same size as the top. I discovered through flipping through various other patterns how to make it up otherwise. But now not sure what to do with the quilting. Being a complete novice I think I might attempt the old fashioned hand "tying" technique with some embroidery thread. Bit scared to do the "stitch in the ditch". Quilter's advice anyone?<br />
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Sorry, just had to put these last two photos in. We miss you Dan.<br />
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Thanking you for reading. I really love having this space and popping around the blogosphere visiting old and new friends. Have a great week everyone.<br />
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p.s Thanking <a href="http://cheandfidel.blogspot.com.au/">Jodi</a> for the winning of her <a href="http://www.dragonflytoys.com.au/shop/index.php">dragonfly toy</a> giveaway. Very handsome home made Steiner boy doll. He has been named Charlie Mickie. And another lovely <a href="http://artbywiley.blogspot.com.au/">Jodi</a> for her handmade picture book bunting giveaway. We had a lucky week.<br />
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Jdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-11218291808173314872012-02-28T13:32:00.000+11:002012-02-28T13:32:38.575+11:00hankering for a little cabin somewhere?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMmLcEwd_AW3Aoyjdr-WNAjcN-v_yPDql_qGdVui3dHvAn-0dKyqYfXl1ndMxuLoPp76CB2YKhfPUojcv6gM5K4HGx5ipJSmctG3eJ2eYs6u8JO0uS5Xvx6h_ICxrmRKeg1jAtWwfE5M/s1600/tumblr_lztj3uRDVH1qzwmsso1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMmLcEwd_AW3Aoyjdr-WNAjcN-v_yPDql_qGdVui3dHvAn-0dKyqYfXl1ndMxuLoPp76CB2YKhfPUojcv6gM5K4HGx5ipJSmctG3eJ2eYs6u8JO0uS5Xvx6h_ICxrmRKeg1jAtWwfE5M/s640/tumblr_lztj3uRDVH1qzwmsso1_1280.jpg" width="473" /></a></div><br />
for a bit of escapism at <a href="http://freecabinporn.com/">cabin porn</a>.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-2960311700049827762012-02-18T08:40:00.002+11:002012-02-18T09:17:42.697+11:00thank you Mummy, that was a nice dinner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRnD1SPJI3FdIk_64mcOSZ6y5OGK0wIgCdb3SN6xoJSKyTS481NzJpXW0niuOf3N94zweZPookZxmb1za7WkbuWD3Ev-lHbQumkDAkArINjF6Y4fIOe1rg3CjFoGdN9Ipvk-3BA-vEvGw/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRnD1SPJI3FdIk_64mcOSZ6y5OGK0wIgCdb3SN6xoJSKyTS481NzJpXW0niuOf3N94zweZPookZxmb1za7WkbuWD3Ev-lHbQumkDAkArINjF6Y4fIOe1rg3CjFoGdN9Ipvk-3BA-vEvGw/s640/IMG_1397.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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Truly that is what he said. It made my day, after many times of inner turmoil about the volcanic process of dinner. We are now adjusting to from being a family of five to one of four. Pulling in the drawstrings in a little closer. But we are also moving house this weekend. My now old boss said to me that "moving is like the chicken crossing the road, poultry in motion".<br />
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Happy weekend to you and than you for your kind words about Dan leaving us. It really helps.<br />
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Linking in with <a href="http://maxabellaloves.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/52-weeks-of-grateful-nature.html">Maxabella</a> today. It has been sometime, sorry Bron, I do cherish your space and your devotion to your readers.<br />
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A special thank you for <a href="http://www.giftsofserendipity.com/2012/02/gathering-gratefuls-my-pocket-of.html">Felicity</a>. What a gift you are to the blogosphere Don't you agree.<br />
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I am forever grateful to have loved and be loved. .<br />
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xxdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-49139303977857622112012-02-16T21:08:00.000+11:002012-02-16T21:08:41.098+11:00our danny boy - we were with you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpy6wpnP6jClZn_z4yW8K1QnUh15DI6qmSUP_GUnDKBc2hNorZlxZZkzWu8ZmYq3DVibseq1ir8CpoiOCuN5S6slyHiPwTGKgdXRqbbvlzgTPKYTjWPNSHVIksg8bSzX4FNrtmKbCfnzk/s1600/IMG_1837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpy6wpnP6jClZn_z4yW8K1QnUh15DI6qmSUP_GUnDKBc2hNorZlxZZkzWu8ZmYq3DVibseq1ir8CpoiOCuN5S6slyHiPwTGKgdXRqbbvlzgTPKYTjWPNSHVIksg8bSzX4FNrtmKbCfnzk/s640/IMG_1837.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br />
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A friend wrote to me that a song comes to mind. I had never heard of Gyote, but the song is beautiful and yes my Danny boy it is hard that you have left us. Hard to let go. Our animals are there to cherish. Their patience and loyalty. Their joy out of the simple things. This is what they teach us. Love you forever, Dan.<br />
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This year so far has found us moving back to our old hood for awhile before we head off to do more work in Indigenous Health in Broken Hill in the middle of the year. Actually we are not quite completed the pack up, but in the next two weeks we will be. I do love the area of the Highlands, but for various reasons it was right to move on. But moving is always an emotional time for me and I do find myself being catatonic at times and overwhelmed by feelings of hopelessness. Thoughts such as "will I ever get my life together", "why am I always doing this" blah blah blah.<br />
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A saviour of working very part time and being at home with a little one is re-kindling one's creative side. Actually I think I do most of my creative thinking wallowing around in my jim jams in the morning, feeling a bit feral, with wild looking hair and everything just hanging out, dogs scampering about and child demanding textas , scissors and weetbix.<br />
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I am still finishing off sewing and crochet projects from last year and trying not to start anything new. Although inspiring books are piled high next to the bed. I am completing a granny shrug from the vintage Panda book and my first little patchwork quilt. <br />
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Storage boxes have been re-discovered with my paints and pastels and brushes within. Now that I have crossed the line and doing the count down to fifty years young, I feel quite liberated. My art dabblings are just for me and anything goes.<br />
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And thank goodness I have started reading a book. It has been a post birth void in this regard. I have only just started the story of Sunday Reed and her artful life in Heide. I love a bit of history of what it was like in Australia for a woman. Hard to believe young aristocratic Austraian women were still presented to the Royal Court in the early 1900's.<br />
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I would like a goal of reading a book a month.<br />
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Joining in with creative peeps <a href="http://ourcreativespaces.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/our-creative-spaces_09.html">here</a> and also with dearest Felicity . Click on image below for a literary feast.<br />
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Take care<br />
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jdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-63762914751517449682012-01-02T23:02:00.000+11:002012-01-02T23:02:57.913+11:00anew<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ39IP6b-LQ/TwGXEO20D4I/AAAAAAAABFk/YQowwNTLjOM/s1600/IMG_1219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ39IP6b-LQ/TwGXEO20D4I/AAAAAAAABFk/YQowwNTLjOM/s400/IMG_1219.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1DEcM9O6ps/TwGXa86Ph8I/AAAAAAAABFw/AMngowwRkjs/s1600/IMG_1194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1DEcM9O6ps/TwGXa86Ph8I/AAAAAAAABFw/AMngowwRkjs/s400/IMG_1194.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHOAaIUJops/TwGXzXO9uII/AAAAAAAABF8/Sds7DI5Xcjc/s1600/IMG_1227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHOAaIUJops/TwGXzXO9uII/AAAAAAAABF8/Sds7DI5Xcjc/s400/IMG_1227.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymrwSGmV3Po/TwGYRRwov4I/AAAAAAAABGI/nEy9zRdMl1U/s1600/IMG_1267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymrwSGmV3Po/TwGYRRwov4I/AAAAAAAABGI/nEy9zRdMl1U/s400/IMG_1267.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aOX7vpPhktk/TwGYm31b_fI/AAAAAAAABGU/u5KuQNElgNU/s1600/IMG_1269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aOX7vpPhktk/TwGYm31b_fI/AAAAAAAABGU/u5KuQNElgNU/s400/IMG_1269.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WFk3YNsIwGU/TwGY28BrRwI/AAAAAAAABGg/Y8Q-q0rL628/s1600/IMG_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WFk3YNsIwGU/TwGY28BrRwI/AAAAAAAABGg/Y8Q-q0rL628/s400/IMG_1271.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGXptP0HTKc/TwGZP_u4KII/AAAAAAAABGs/laCenQgTbtk/s1600/IMG_1279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGXptP0HTKc/TwGZP_u4KII/AAAAAAAABGs/laCenQgTbtk/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5abhMJJQlM/TwGZkjqSJNI/AAAAAAAABG4/FRpQUa13dnQ/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5abhMJJQlM/TwGZkjqSJNI/AAAAAAAABG4/FRpQUa13dnQ/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gO9_3toX1jM/TwGZ5VDxe3I/AAAAAAAABHE/3FXsidKuWQs/s1600/IMG_1280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gO9_3toX1jM/TwGZ5VDxe3I/AAAAAAAABHE/3FXsidKuWQs/s400/IMG_1280.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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Just wanted to pop in and wish everyone well for this year. Our seasonal celebrations seemed to never end with different family gatherings. "Presents" is a new words shouted enthusiastically by a little boy. Aren't we so lucky to have the beach. Free, bountiful beauty. I finally feel that I have come to terms with the changes that overtook my life in the last few years and working so hard to loose something. Now I can return to the place I love. A little uncomplicated beach cottage where we can stay for the next chapter of our lives. There will be a cross over of places. And it is sudden I know. It just happened to all into our hands.<br />
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Much love and peace to you<br />
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Jx.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-44485184098543385012011-12-12T17:04:00.002+11:002011-12-12T17:16:06.592+11:00deux<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoQHnjaLvBYJxQooUDZSS0oQ_SvjsVs1eEcKYToWoLcqXb64386S39mwg0eWJ9Ngyl0V-ztR0Fs-9cR_9rUv6xEaXCaJMG3Na5iRqTZbWTsQaQAYSyLPwc6znQ6wbJZ5x2grpps8en4k/s1600/IMG_1092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoQHnjaLvBYJxQooUDZSS0oQ_SvjsVs1eEcKYToWoLcqXb64386S39mwg0eWJ9Ngyl0V-ztR0Fs-9cR_9rUv6xEaXCaJMG3Na5iRqTZbWTsQaQAYSyLPwc6znQ6wbJZ5x2grpps8en4k/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3DrX3IF0wLMoLp3T5Fcay2mfOWD6uSYX1RT5OUcN1A3Ph23JXgRxDgKnOlGJRHNrAbwLHPiJgNnTJ69PcJGORo_DPN4d8afuGJKCTWCC1THUt1sHqk2zGpid-ax5StOzq7RQKUgRdm4/s1600/IMG_1101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3DrX3IF0wLMoLp3T5Fcay2mfOWD6uSYX1RT5OUcN1A3Ph23JXgRxDgKnOlGJRHNrAbwLHPiJgNnTJ69PcJGORo_DPN4d8afuGJKCTWCC1THUt1sHqk2zGpid-ax5StOzq7RQKUgRdm4/s400/IMG_1101.JPG" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60FNnlRRkszINoEJTUaeplVrsJmyK1E2u-gCro87rNDF0KprqtxYODUPFHmhyrq9wTGhjK7Ji9aHEKWzNf4nmZgLvlOGi_LwxxmcyPxq6cfGXolZt2epHdNlYvCAjPjZbZo6j2pbeG4Q/s1600/IMG_1104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60FNnlRRkszINoEJTUaeplVrsJmyK1E2u-gCro87rNDF0KprqtxYODUPFHmhyrq9wTGhjK7Ji9aHEKWzNf4nmZgLvlOGi_LwxxmcyPxq6cfGXolZt2epHdNlYvCAjPjZbZo6j2pbeG4Q/s400/IMG_1104.JPG" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVdIYv0nMeSnywxBCVm2AW6J5_FtgLccroPX9B7PjDfkbiyZ3HE6mJHEBbzwE_bmhTO4PXZ89EBptJ-iBYxaRbKh5euLZbt-gwLCtbqE5vuhToQFn1ihIIZQPO2qsMNln-zTJ1tj7i1U/s1600/IMG_1107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVdIYv0nMeSnywxBCVm2AW6J5_FtgLccroPX9B7PjDfkbiyZ3HE6mJHEBbzwE_bmhTO4PXZ89EBptJ-iBYxaRbKh5euLZbt-gwLCtbqE5vuhToQFn1ihIIZQPO2qsMNln-zTJ1tj7i1U/s400/IMG_1107.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
A small party for family and especially for cousins and little one. There was a cracker of a storm but a pocket of sunshine where we could eat outside with our baked fish, home made potato salad (thanks Babcia) and poached beetroots with thyme and the home made cakes that I stayed up until 2.30 am baking and decorating. The lolly train was a hit with the kiddos. For bigger people there was a scrumptuous pear and chocolate cake, made twice and stacked. I highly recommend <a href="http://www.mydarlinglemonthyme.com/2010/09/chocolate-pear-cake.html">this cake</a>. From the most amazing blog for recipes <a href="http://www.mydarlinglemonthyme.com/">my darling lemon thyme</a>. I used almond meal rather than linseed meal and wholemeal spelt flour rather than potato flour. The pear really came through, the cake is not to sweet and the orange chocolate icing really gives the punch to pull it all together. Yummo!<br />
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Not many photos were taken as I am a novice at this party thing, despite my age and I was running a bit. As I lay in bed before the birthday boy woke up, on early Sunday morning those memories of birthing two years ago were all so intense. For this day I really wanted to enjoy the moment. Not feel overwhelmed by the preparations. Being together as a family is what really mattered.<br />
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Che thinks everything of his cousins. He recites their names as he drifts off to sleep. <br />
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We love you, you crazy kook of a boy. <br />
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Happy happy birthday Che.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-54877167857371827202011-12-09T06:00:00.000+11:002011-12-09T06:00:29.897+11:00up early<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc1gyVVp-Tg-kwD1jMuSaTDAOrCmvGLZ1YN7KLfs15QCXX_7Tpyhgaro2t4Nx6aG6yortdI0nFnJQSszKkq9s2eMltmDN3tFuJX31bGzlwS0UwTefSdT13euKtBkRxHvKplDw0RC1FmIs/s1600/IMG_1041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc1gyVVp-Tg-kwD1jMuSaTDAOrCmvGLZ1YN7KLfs15QCXX_7Tpyhgaro2t4Nx6aG6yortdI0nFnJQSszKkq9s2eMltmDN3tFuJX31bGzlwS0UwTefSdT13euKtBkRxHvKplDw0RC1FmIs/s400/IMG_1041.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBI1kBLLFX-phaKpX6Ip1JeRkpL-DmXnxSWKNqnus-PZ39LcV-YGihUJonObdtinfkax64Lw8UqWiMI_tXZCCqHk7f3f6FMKT8Y7TbORO14hCSPr88klNBLcs-RqVgTjdSJ2VJw4dGTA/s1600/IMG_1042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBI1kBLLFX-phaKpX6Ip1JeRkpL-DmXnxSWKNqnus-PZ39LcV-YGihUJonObdtinfkax64Lw8UqWiMI_tXZCCqHk7f3f6FMKT8Y7TbORO14hCSPr88klNBLcs-RqVgTjdSJ2VJw4dGTA/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3uNNoYsDizGFBPYGEav2V1l92hfc3_rcq1LOXwmsi-O1BLRrZLXBf6WB20iclt4lnEsB1yc5tyFHZX3YA6d_HiiDoUTF59BG9VO6xELyLU9Z-uSiiq-DxNdtkr1wopSXVtaoaKF9R_1c/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3uNNoYsDizGFBPYGEav2V1l92hfc3_rcq1LOXwmsi-O1BLRrZLXBf6WB20iclt4lnEsB1yc5tyFHZX3YA6d_HiiDoUTF59BG9VO6xELyLU9Z-uSiiq-DxNdtkr1wopSXVtaoaKF9R_1c/s400/IMG_1057.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwONVFuvMwDM84qBaiF-xGLHNKQyzXdOP43hi9eBOTzLkf6gXvK3iIQGDsKJyifg0LOZloVgFyAPY5ZNVnWRh4rhL-R0mu9RicDWcmceblIhDZjaJDVlMPktDD1a4f5h3nvR1BIzEHYU/s1600/IMG_1045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwONVFuvMwDM84qBaiF-xGLHNKQyzXdOP43hi9eBOTzLkf6gXvK3iIQGDsKJyifg0LOZloVgFyAPY5ZNVnWRh4rhL-R0mu9RicDWcmceblIhDZjaJDVlMPktDD1a4f5h3nvR1BIzEHYU/s400/IMG_1045.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjST_RYzVhQQwg1_Ljn76qFGDU_pLOiOnI7Fc-pLoHVy8arflefCYMTQieHrFiYmatioX9ApSy48ss68IPPDCWczstxDBSSuH-4slAROJFz11Dzj2fcjmCIYS7Me08ODf4oCsykdKvqzls/s1600/IMG_1044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjST_RYzVhQQwg1_Ljn76qFGDU_pLOiOnI7Fc-pLoHVy8arflefCYMTQieHrFiYmatioX9ApSy48ss68IPPDCWczstxDBSSuH-4slAROJFz11Dzj2fcjmCIYS7Me08ODf4oCsykdKvqzls/s400/IMG_1044.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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Actually I think I have been awake since 4 am. I have been up pottering around now since 5. Made a pot of tea (trying not to add sugar now) and had Berrima baked bread toasted and Che has slept into now. 5.55am. I have never managed to do this, since he has been born.<br />
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Some chrissy decorations are up. Now just got to make the birthday cake for this weekend. My inspiration is from <a href="http://famillesummerbelle.typepad.com/fsblog/2011/11/happy-birthday-lucien.html">here</a>. Any tips? Should I do the packet butter cake thing or make some very healthy concoction like pear and chocolate cake made with spelt flour and rice flour. Making the cake tomorrow as working today. And hope to put it together early morning Sunday.<br />
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Have a good day everyone.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-71446874427431521332011-12-07T08:56:00.000+11:002011-12-07T08:56:39.409+11:00time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4c0P9yPuHOaverqvXpIJj_GdbkVHmaErsNt8QPoyrai81D3orBdnRZN2RwHgjlKfgg5a_OUM4Ju9areZTS758ZsxqgIAQR4UBTDiIQoYAV1L1IXpaXv_E9hSFcGLqyCNMUaVEPV129X4/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4c0P9yPuHOaverqvXpIJj_GdbkVHmaErsNt8QPoyrai81D3orBdnRZN2RwHgjlKfgg5a_OUM4Ju9areZTS758ZsxqgIAQR4UBTDiIQoYAV1L1IXpaXv_E9hSFcGLqyCNMUaVEPV129X4/s400/IMG_1027.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJW_GzhiSaM0Ku-2LhnInqdlk4lmc9JmFDVOng1qeYcdhekPWkC6pwiJoFCY31tSkhjY4S76Z8RGYTNlxMy-Y_U5wiAEmH_P_AEofvmT5rGkArbZgdUWEUsnxLalS6UJN6oGqCg0r_fw/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJW_GzhiSaM0Ku-2LhnInqdlk4lmc9JmFDVOng1qeYcdhekPWkC6pwiJoFCY31tSkhjY4S76Z8RGYTNlxMy-Y_U5wiAEmH_P_AEofvmT5rGkArbZgdUWEUsnxLalS6UJN6oGqCg0r_fw/s400/IMG_1031.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Do often find time your friend and your foe. Best if time is slow I think. Thanks Sally.<br />
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Breakfast here often seems to stretch out for 2 hours. Up at 5.30am, cuddle and breast feed ( our only one left ) and then the snacking begins. Trying to get some protein to last the morning. Having almond meal in our porridge. A tea cup seems to appeal.<br />
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Made borscht from Women's weekly slow cooker recipe book. I through caution into the wind and invited Babcia over for an early tea. This recipe was probably more of the Russian style. The Polish version has more beetroot and less cabbage and the potatoes are served as a side dish rather than within. I got lots of great tips and next time I will also add some white beans and more vinegar. It was pretty yummy with natural yoghurt on top.<br />
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Oh and of course lots of dill.<br />
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Thanking you lovely ladies for your kind words of friendship and encouragement on my last post. The days go by and being your real self is what matters most. Sending you all warm and caring thoughts and hope you have the time to day to breath and be.<br />
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A new place I like to go and practice my french. The lights and the words are very calming. <a href="http://ledansla.blogspot.com/">Ledansla</a>.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-41495040367943687112011-12-03T13:26:00.000+11:002011-12-03T13:26:07.351+11:00around here<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLjaxfd_3sREJRKRR9-Uihrh6T_TisLbJFm5swxiJEYJ4Cn5mNPMevCeP0KU3Tsp2viOgt-y5S_Cf0ebm-1W0kKt4C3pcLOsos2RaVj-ktBX9KBjSKG0Fq7YnvZ-6_B7g7vI_yCA9vr7A/s1600/IMG_1004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLjaxfd_3sREJRKRR9-Uihrh6T_TisLbJFm5swxiJEYJ4Cn5mNPMevCeP0KU3Tsp2viOgt-y5S_Cf0ebm-1W0kKt4C3pcLOsos2RaVj-ktBX9KBjSKG0Fq7YnvZ-6_B7g7vI_yCA9vr7A/s400/IMG_1004.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8q1R0CsCGDibgfJX4qckL7JNu6qidA3dU32ctSe4gQj4daNpXyvRbFs1rZeZNeYrzAhbLd7wN8QbFpyLbVJKoMol1444kpn8pSYE2becAVyoki_OEqaN0l8Hqvc-USZNYPnc4APKfRyw/s1600/IMG_1006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8q1R0CsCGDibgfJX4qckL7JNu6qidA3dU32ctSe4gQj4daNpXyvRbFs1rZeZNeYrzAhbLd7wN8QbFpyLbVJKoMol1444kpn8pSYE2becAVyoki_OEqaN0l8Hqvc-USZNYPnc4APKfRyw/s400/IMG_1006.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNCOeUyQpT4JU7YaBc_miYLFazDOPBBD-LCRKBRELQvRcQWlRPCfBxx-aVkgiet8DS2WzMiXOVzQ-aCB7weRmYee5_3aDNEFvno5_dKEKzXaj41rYre8DyBfFS7yRil6xBSsnDl0M5DY/s1600/IMG_1000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNCOeUyQpT4JU7YaBc_miYLFazDOPBBD-LCRKBRELQvRcQWlRPCfBxx-aVkgiet8DS2WzMiXOVzQ-aCB7weRmYee5_3aDNEFvno5_dKEKzXaj41rYre8DyBfFS7yRil6xBSsnDl0M5DY/s400/IMG_1000.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There is the heady scent of the invasive honeysuckle and the fickle spring weather which means sometimes nudie and then the next day wrapped up in our scarfs and cords.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It has taken some time to adjust being back in the Eastern Metropolis. The days go quickly and there just has not been time to come and post here. Although I have been around to visit you all most days, but have not been up to the commitment of late.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I do cherish the connections I have made here. Your spaces really light up my day and forge me into being a functional person and not so introspective.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I do find my work isolating even though I am with people everyday. There are people I would really like to befriend and make play dates with their children but I have no other way of connecting outside of work and wonder if it is inappropriate to initiate a social connection.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It has just been the timing that has not matched well in making opportunities to be more connected with others.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How do you find it? Being connected with the local. There are many more ways I know that I need to seek out. And more time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiobCkVQsbwFcNO62rbeSYK2JXz23meS-6mhWzG_Cqtpgecec4TQpNjep7zHghpv2bH7_4FxzuxN6Uniyn4D0b_bHa0HIxwetBQUZqJ1YDn8MG8bauc56sBNVHlrJjWy3LMzJjEt_dsH5c/s1600/IMG_0985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiobCkVQsbwFcNO62rbeSYK2JXz23meS-6mhWzG_Cqtpgecec4TQpNjep7zHghpv2bH7_4FxzuxN6Uniyn4D0b_bHa0HIxwetBQUZqJ1YDn8MG8bauc56sBNVHlrJjWy3LMzJjEt_dsH5c/s400/IMG_0985.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our family is well. Our Danny boy back lab is still wagging his tail, now eating his dinner and loving his daily walk, despite the cancer diagnosis. WE WILL BE BASKET CASES WHEN HE IS NO LONGER WITH US. But until then we love and cuddle him every day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Chester our Cavoodle had the most dreadful haircut from the Broken Hill RSPCA. It was almost shameful to take him out. He looked like a pea head on a sausage. I think I should learn how to clip myself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Marty travels 3 hours one way on the train for his work in the city. We do love it here but we really have been missing our old friends on the coast. Hence a bit too much time on realestate.com .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We both have been asked to return to work in BH.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So , yes, we are a bit all over the place.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One week now for a birthday for an almost two year old who can count to four, knows his primary colours and his very frequent phrase is " go away Mama" and then has a melt down if I do.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have done no party preparations or even thought about Christmas. This is my project for the weekend.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jill</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">xxx</div>deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-69867209443071381112011-11-16T15:34:00.000+11:002011-11-16T15:34:07.131+11:00just something a little happy<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/04VC_fv144U?fs=1" width="480"></iframe>deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-58618076475248392872011-11-10T12:23:00.001+11:002011-11-10T12:24:24.534+11:00home sweet home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRpkWYK29zOoFTEgkluCZJhwu0H4KpoVgqHu_s_w4FjcJInlrIIrv4W9tkO0RlDSrfxXT8zjr3G-etxU6WPudahHiN1oa6nLDzesoR_Zxto6C07WldTrN0JCJxBr_BgOp7-oQdanpRu9Q/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRpkWYK29zOoFTEgkluCZJhwu0H4KpoVgqHu_s_w4FjcJInlrIIrv4W9tkO0RlDSrfxXT8zjr3G-etxU6WPudahHiN1oa6nLDzesoR_Zxto6C07WldTrN0JCJxBr_BgOp7-oQdanpRu9Q/s400/IMG_0960.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ezvCIO3XvdCLY-ap1MrJ5zOsrHU-NfQQEDv4c7vetE9QiL2xHZF_-ZOenssKdHoarm9MbkfJeShzsvhOSTqOxiokcMtAf7dVdEaNKKVLv65CRAHgC-rynSVNKDL_ZckHnvQF7eG1oCI/s1600/IMG_0962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ezvCIO3XvdCLY-ap1MrJ5zOsrHU-NfQQEDv4c7vetE9QiL2xHZF_-ZOenssKdHoarm9MbkfJeShzsvhOSTqOxiokcMtAf7dVdEaNKKVLv65CRAHgC-rynSVNKDL_ZckHnvQF7eG1oCI/s400/IMG_0962.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2nKVSaA5w7hl20fZIiLEXXZpRYN2CeP5i9nWwDDJUtx6ZCrcrh84KyUj_fI-NLCjKOfBGXz7UVArtfJuDvV1dTzzaVo9nlJ6T82p1bj6k3iwIN3Bzay3VfPGSP63DDvXxZlNQRAt-TVE/s1600/IMG_0965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2nKVSaA5w7hl20fZIiLEXXZpRYN2CeP5i9nWwDDJUtx6ZCrcrh84KyUj_fI-NLCjKOfBGXz7UVArtfJuDvV1dTzzaVo9nlJ6T82p1bj6k3iwIN3Bzay3VfPGSP63DDvXxZlNQRAt-TVE/s400/IMG_0965.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbw8DEqTgZQfTORMApFc-wmyTC9Ci43WBmzeLWyPZlNq0dBfpw0SzgjfTcVx_HmcOZ_J_dLhkjCJGGp81VC_wzVJR4dBYhEKyoH1f3u71An8IWe77tZ6_92c2_e0Qt8Mc6EHNadgobKs/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbw8DEqTgZQfTORMApFc-wmyTC9Ci43WBmzeLWyPZlNq0dBfpw0SzgjfTcVx_HmcOZ_J_dLhkjCJGGp81VC_wzVJR4dBYhEKyoH1f3u71An8IWe77tZ6_92c2_e0Qt8Mc6EHNadgobKs/s400/IMG_0964.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MSAEwkujx61rlQG1bHD5UU6uTL4hL5__rki2atvdmqR0-CNPCfbmB1JLIZi-mDxo-cZlaID4RvsltPHM84e-oHQ4YlEK-LPg4yEVmzX4eM8tJY4BLkXf0Y2eOIioJKUuyq73lU43EP0/s1600/IMG_0967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MSAEwkujx61rlQG1bHD5UU6uTL4hL5__rki2atvdmqR0-CNPCfbmB1JLIZi-mDxo-cZlaID4RvsltPHM84e-oHQ4YlEK-LPg4yEVmzX4eM8tJY4BLkXf0Y2eOIioJKUuyq73lU43EP0/s400/IMG_0967.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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And how sweet it is! Wearied travellers arriving home to a dusted house and lawn all mowed, by sweet family and friends. To sleep in one's own bed. Soft grass underfoot. Forgotten toys making a little boy so full of joy. Everything is so green. I feel so comforted by the little things that make up our home.<br />
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To say I am weary, well. Do you have that feeling lying in bed where you feel your body does not exist? I certainly need to start doing some exercise to have some mind-body connection again.<br />
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This week has found me dozing at every opportunity. A rental inspection on Tuesday made us unpack quickly though. It seems like hundreds of loads of washing has been done and line drying has been snuck in between spring rain. How sultry has this weather been? <br />
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An unfortunate moment occurred on our first weekend here. Lightly dropping into a garage sale around the corner, within a few seconds of not looking poor Che was attacked by a neighbours Jack Russel and bitten many times over the face, especially around his left eye. Mainly puncture wounds and scratches. He is alright now. At these times I tend to pull in close and not lash out. No reports made. Owners feel guilty enough.<br />
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Already, there are plans being put to tempt us on more adventures. But breathing in the peace and solace of our abode. <br />
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Much love<br />
Jilldeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-20195327721738623432011-10-25T23:06:00.000+11:002011-10-25T23:06:56.548+11:00the boy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBrY8flhykhTWjdjbZOLfeapOnZ4sFS0CotriA6laOsOKr5ZLSYzT_BjGN519uOKKiMEaSTorQck460j7sCgyYAcakJ63IPqqWxYkVBhavTyQhZpanCMvr4Lptrph8MnB8yFKxUpDomaU/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBrY8flhykhTWjdjbZOLfeapOnZ4sFS0CotriA6laOsOKr5ZLSYzT_BjGN519uOKKiMEaSTorQck460j7sCgyYAcakJ63IPqqWxYkVBhavTyQhZpanCMvr4Lptrph8MnB8yFKxUpDomaU/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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I know this is my second post today but I have been wanting to document how our baby has turned into a little boy. There has been an awakening of his consciousness. Listening to the meaning of what is being said and chatting it back to us. He is such a clown and loves making us laugh. Cheeky. I am relieved. I think the baby daze of motherhood I was often scared. Scared of him. Have you ever felt that way?<br />
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I love doing sloppy kisses all over his squishy cheeks.<br />
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I think he is going to be fast runner, like his Mummy and Daddy.<br />
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J<br />
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ps I am not responsible for how he is dressed now days Trackie - dack buddies they are. <br />
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No shame.<br />
<span id="goog_19175176"></span><span id="goog_19175177"></span>deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-18978663010232595792011-10-25T08:55:00.001+11:002011-10-25T08:58:34.928+11:00My Broken Hill Bloggy Buddy Bunting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTED6lrE7quLFDMdNIfxPVxsmFuM0Z3XFXd9tSKGl1yOaOR7E7xZi8AWFvo0qZQYdaLnioZZ1Sm7z6qyLDG2JZjJ3HmxreqDAlN7saK3NvAj30l3A0N7gLEyvD3idu3s578aGjuDTgCs/s1600/IMG_0935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTED6lrE7quLFDMdNIfxPVxsmFuM0Z3XFXd9tSKGl1yOaOR7E7xZi8AWFvo0qZQYdaLnioZZ1Sm7z6qyLDG2JZjJ3HmxreqDAlN7saK3NvAj30l3A0N7gLEyvD3idu3s578aGjuDTgCs/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiwFJgmuVnnJo8rPm2NZKOLRnVOOLfZqKbXNBNdNkg_hFTzkMG1he9gNZRW8-WxK2miLwXbF83yK4fEpw07KHUbNfWE5wCYAXicR7ErQ0XI4jGl6NGd5Nv7OfWtDzwfatU_1T92FZ7WQ/s1600/IMG_0943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiwFJgmuVnnJo8rPm2NZKOLRnVOOLfZqKbXNBNdNkg_hFTzkMG1he9gNZRW8-WxK2miLwXbF83yK4fEpw07KHUbNfWE5wCYAXicR7ErQ0XI4jGl6NGd5Nv7OfWtDzwfatU_1T92FZ7WQ/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
A lovely crafty memory I have of my time here in BH is taking part in the bunting swap, organised by the most talented <a href="http://squigglyrainbow.blogspot.com/">Rach from Squiggly Rainbow</a>. I was thinking that all the different creations may not necessarily go together, but once all sewn up with red bias binding, I think it really is a testimony to all the collective goodness that is the blogging community. I don't think my time here would not have passed so happily without you out there.<br />
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Our last few days here are what you can imagine. So apologies for now for not coming by your place at the moment. Likely to see you back when I am far East of here.<br />
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x Jilldeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-16852938694769374372011-10-20T09:30:00.005+11:002011-10-20T17:39:40.609+11:00my creative space<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIBkgtZrOCHQrMtr_7IgUQCdYBhiE62-u5YSAnOwVxjxX01CG1pbMERpUJnXqbwvwmT2P3pWU7y70XC0mfqRS-k2_jIOrOFELnnd9NTlJgRRqYdGvK_NV6RJAs36IBBi6T6IQ2D4DwFs/s1600/IMG_0934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIBkgtZrOCHQrMtr_7IgUQCdYBhiE62-u5YSAnOwVxjxX01CG1pbMERpUJnXqbwvwmT2P3pWU7y70XC0mfqRS-k2_jIOrOFELnnd9NTlJgRRqYdGvK_NV6RJAs36IBBi6T6IQ2D4DwFs/s400/IMG_0934.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio97bmq31NlgA-D474Bd3nCf3wwAExFf_YNcG86pO4pTR7m25SVPLCO-Mu7W0aHSi8TQROHN1mjMaBMETJ6cvPpVTcHqOaGL9cZ3b_g1zCcETvR-ekFuxjWRzfg-9C-WDlMMZd-_mT8mY/s1600/IMG_0932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio97bmq31NlgA-D474Bd3nCf3wwAExFf_YNcG86pO4pTR7m25SVPLCO-Mu7W0aHSi8TQROHN1mjMaBMETJ6cvPpVTcHqOaGL9cZ3b_g1zCcETvR-ekFuxjWRzfg-9C-WDlMMZd-_mT8mY/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br />
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I have been spying lovely garlands and necklaces around blogland and have been learning some different hooky ways late at night. Consistency with tension and finishing off are my stumbling blocks. Little bit like life really. Wouldn't it be great to have a little crochet buddy to sit down and learn properly.<br />
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Little bunting pieces that I think I will gift to my sister. She has had a rough time of late. We will stay a few days in Leura on the way home to be with her. Think I might cry when I see her.<br />
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Off to explore other creative peeps <a href="http://ourcreativespaces.blogspot.com/">here</a>.<br />
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p.s sorry I was meaning to include the star pattern was adapted from Panda <a href="http://www.avalonfabrics.com/product_info.php?manufacturers_id=12&products_id=1096">"Summer Crochet"</a> pattern book. They had it made into a thong (Aussie version that is). Mmm maybe not for me. Made with Panda 4ply cotton. The bunting is simply made using double crochet (UK) and decreasing the stitch after each row. Easy peasy. The flower pattern were found at amazing <a href="http://attic24.typepad.com/weblog/crochet-flowers-and-leaves.html">Lucy's blog, Attic 24</a>.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-79705522839420443582011-10-18T22:04:00.001+11:002011-10-18T22:05:15.450+11:00remote living<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWoBpERreFZRFp2O0MVQVvVk9QIR6z_NDttcSwC-t6F95LPFHDV3qEpcyWda5xvHMZrrTaXJLx4L6Tmm98YRsDIXmsRHI35Tei8gObcJi1WroFpekF7FFOGVmASZhT3YS9kguTeBEa2M/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWoBpERreFZRFp2O0MVQVvVk9QIR6z_NDttcSwC-t6F95LPFHDV3qEpcyWda5xvHMZrrTaXJLx4L6Tmm98YRsDIXmsRHI35Tei8gObcJi1WroFpekF7FFOGVmASZhT3YS9kguTeBEa2M/s400/IMG_0510.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMWWMZGLT96dnS3u3rV8CVzbx4pSai4a-ExOQ1U64UHdVp130thbpeidyB4gNMw7D65jY_viVkEeC8GaYV7vurRW4Zu0XAPWagFYAlEikEd2rycIMdRPl3Vt2CbJIKT0QpKbLHqnh1Vzw/s1600/IMG_0504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMWWMZGLT96dnS3u3rV8CVzbx4pSai4a-ExOQ1U64UHdVp130thbpeidyB4gNMw7D65jY_viVkEeC8GaYV7vurRW4Zu0XAPWagFYAlEikEd2rycIMdRPl3Vt2CbJIKT0QpKbLHqnh1Vzw/s400/IMG_0504.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoCv7pAPO-I1-ajs3XzgEccoAlandhjJpcnM7zK26OsEly3cuSglSNcrdgYEE3yx7kqgQiodCSu90gqp3X217GH999iEx-g0Y3_qnmLOIG5LrRJLX53-K2FaOWgmkGJ16KN4ea11uBXtw/s1600/IMG_0516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoCv7pAPO-I1-ajs3XzgEccoAlandhjJpcnM7zK26OsEly3cuSglSNcrdgYEE3yx7kqgQiodCSu90gqp3X217GH999iEx-g0Y3_qnmLOIG5LrRJLX53-K2FaOWgmkGJ16KN4ea11uBXtw/s400/IMG_0516.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUlXpLR5_cYyL5bllfqG5wi3kp0l7bBPT3JkAWUqM-OqgcM_m4I9pCcYaQiC4swInUy5h7mp5xlKuqqhpQMQ0Ave7W38Vss3hCjRpOAiotLIpflyV1h0uZVxh34cGujmoFf_JNal9GFc/s1600/IMG_0549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUlXpLR5_cYyL5bllfqG5wi3kp0l7bBPT3JkAWUqM-OqgcM_m4I9pCcYaQiC4swInUy5h7mp5xlKuqqhpQMQ0Ave7W38Vss3hCjRpOAiotLIpflyV1h0uZVxh34cGujmoFf_JNal9GFc/s400/IMG_0549.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SBO_4Iq4yQhyphenhyphen3Wp6fKSTY2ubrv9yElV2EJ4I4-vd3NHflNxCnW-8ZwmEuImYAoEZbIvKGiOeajVtC-BwgpjEwt6erIogbgMdCxdmrvt_YUCHIu8YYDHQte8ALKF4CtTPGqSXG3KnF3E/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SBO_4Iq4yQhyphenhyphen3Wp6fKSTY2ubrv9yElV2EJ4I4-vd3NHflNxCnW-8ZwmEuImYAoEZbIvKGiOeajVtC-BwgpjEwt6erIogbgMdCxdmrvt_YUCHIu8YYDHQte8ALKF4CtTPGqSXG3KnF3E/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDVcoKZEANvFIQaHeOwv7PhJpDiP8MIKUnhNa8bhYXXFPmdq07XuV4B5FUwyymvq7KXTjCq7LJ4Gkebrx53HkAZdEfnvsU_xC8Wdn9ss75xbLm2cWYw3fuWXhxrY_EfdqsyUEe7pXsy0/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDVcoKZEANvFIQaHeOwv7PhJpDiP8MIKUnhNa8bhYXXFPmdq07XuV4B5FUwyymvq7KXTjCq7LJ4Gkebrx53HkAZdEfnvsU_xC8Wdn9ss75xbLm2cWYw3fuWXhxrY_EfdqsyUEe7pXsy0/s400/IMG_0353.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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We leave Broken Hill in 12 days. Our minds are preoccupied with finishing off work, projects and reflecting on our time away. The quandary for me is the life that I have dedicated as a professional women and the desire to have a nourishing home life. I have a lot of skill and knowledge to offer. People depend on me.<br />
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I have worked remote before and really loved it. I lived on an Island, in another culture. I still have waves of thought about doing this again. Then the pull of being part of a community, having one's own abode and putting down roots tugs at me.<br />
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Next year the door is open. Really anything could be on the agenda. <br />
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What are your plans for the next year or so? Maybe too big a question?. <br />
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Much love and peace to you<br />
xdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-44210197377515980922011-10-14T09:57:00.000+11:002011-10-14T09:57:45.461+11:00desert rose<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1D8dTBnRwIipVOJ7lqTMugSSf-sdKBV94NDx2HlAamF499u5raCBeNNoCviAh-sCd9CACioISXcAh56GdC8mEO2REUgzoOW9bUVyknnPZBLp8rEg0iEMX3llNuRcUQ4mT8v9BuF2blMM/s1600/IMG_0847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1D8dTBnRwIipVOJ7lqTMugSSf-sdKBV94NDx2HlAamF499u5raCBeNNoCviAh-sCd9CACioISXcAh56GdC8mEO2REUgzoOW9bUVyknnPZBLp8rEg0iEMX3llNuRcUQ4mT8v9BuF2blMM/s640/IMG_0847.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfcnyZ-oJXAh1_fJwg9fH8Qcnbp_WmQqCEXVyM7AdBu4X40Ot_RIqCWPasRGN3gH37SO5xyb48CwNIxLcciqkfqEVYDiXMw7a9xYiF0GEvPsGtc6jJ3E7axzJu0YOL_B6XVjNPYJOUNQ/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfcnyZ-oJXAh1_fJwg9fH8Qcnbp_WmQqCEXVyM7AdBu4X40Ot_RIqCWPasRGN3gH37SO5xyb48CwNIxLcciqkfqEVYDiXMw7a9xYiF0GEvPsGtc6jJ3E7axzJu0YOL_B6XVjNPYJOUNQ/s640/IMG_0858.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU2-9XTM8wMW0sZf4AafgUGB1TV55nUtZ1tVCtwTw-I1yFAgLETcyLnkK3N9hqlmzirSIPggGDKUd7Kg-EzgxfzFVWndebP2f6ScLz08bgjGc1FPmNnfUF_GJaogc3nWQ0DlN9md-noCM/s1600/IMG_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU2-9XTM8wMW0sZf4AafgUGB1TV55nUtZ1tVCtwTw-I1yFAgLETcyLnkK3N9hqlmzirSIPggGDKUd7Kg-EzgxfzFVWndebP2f6ScLz08bgjGc1FPmNnfUF_GJaogc3nWQ0DlN9md-noCM/s640/IMG_0860.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWURMkl7zermMjtIx-AAKjGYPKo1xeuX6iZqVFW9irsertSv_-FuAz6ixoif_jYpe6m41lGkdC0gs3KN6x0LMOqOfW3vsfranx1ySxFkg40-N4vGXqUYbooDmWHqHxFl72FyOPkWhOPa4/s1600/IMG_0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWURMkl7zermMjtIx-AAKjGYPKo1xeuX6iZqVFW9irsertSv_-FuAz6ixoif_jYpe6m41lGkdC0gs3KN6x0LMOqOfW3vsfranx1ySxFkg40-N4vGXqUYbooDmWHqHxFl72FyOPkWhOPa4/s640/IMG_0863.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiViOMLqqKrtK-5lZl7JEihkZCcmgu9io2aVEyeFXZa2_Rm5jOQIpvyeW3nuGPjl6Si0Fv_W8mkGG2zR7F87dbxelC1Ek4xU06wqvrcL5p5_Mmpp4kEl98XVYMe6L9AerxEhm12a_Tkqws/s1600/IMG_0864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiViOMLqqKrtK-5lZl7JEihkZCcmgu9io2aVEyeFXZa2_Rm5jOQIpvyeW3nuGPjl6Si0Fv_W8mkGG2zR7F87dbxelC1Ek4xU06wqvrcL5p5_Mmpp4kEl98XVYMe6L9AerxEhm12a_Tkqws/s640/IMG_0864.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
The roses have been in full bloom here in Broken Hill for a few weeks now. Most gardens that are not overgrown with salt bush seem to have a few bushes adorning their entrance. Their scent is easily caught on your afternoon walk. They seem to thrive in this semi-arid climate. <br />
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Thank you for all the tips on my sewing dilemma in my previous post. I been making some design changes in my head. I really have been wanting to create something sweet for my early morning breakfast. I think every woman needs a cheery start to her day. I may wait to finish this project for when I return to my own dining table. To pull the whole thing together.<br />
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A bit of sad news yesterday. Our dear Dan the dog has been confirmed to have bladder cancer. So it is only a matter of time. But we don't really know how long. I know you cannot compare apples with oranges, but it is the same type of cancer that my best friend succumbed to earlier this year. Endeavouring to make his last days the happiest.<br />
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Much love and peace to you<br />
Jill<br />
xxxdeux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-84678812933514050332011-10-12T22:50:00.002+11:002011-10-13T07:56:11.355+11:00Could I ask some sewing advice?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V3qI5nv0tsitBmzKhKGgg9UgecaETkuV4EQTp38x94o6qsCQBlNvmD3pyDC9KzaopcqiLKd9nJONHyEMaRuYjp9wfSeVN6LlK16JfE2c5Rfe6EnyV_XFewidxYELkpK4AI3_3IxHgDM/s1600/IMG_0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V3qI5nv0tsitBmzKhKGgg9UgecaETkuV4EQTp38x94o6qsCQBlNvmD3pyDC9KzaopcqiLKd9nJONHyEMaRuYjp9wfSeVN6LlK16JfE2c5Rfe6EnyV_XFewidxYELkpK4AI3_3IxHgDM/s640/IMG_0854.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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Our time in Broken Hill is drawing near. Three months ago I was having private panic attacks about the whole move, the pack up and drive, starting a new job in a town we did not know so far away, working full time, being away from my son during the day, Martin doing the stay at home Daddy thing. Yadda yadda yadda.<br />
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We have made it work. This adventure has given me confidence. Dealing with change. Making the most of where you are. Concentrating on the positive. Looking underneath the surface of things. Our relationship has grown stronger and the difference in Che is astounding. I actually do feel more confident in my parenting and feel like I am stepping out of an intense zone of babydom. As bitter-sweet as that is.<br />
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Crafting is how I have been spending most of my spare time here. Far away from other distractions. There are quite a few projects that I aim to finish before we leave. For one, I would like to ask the sewing fraternity out there some advice. I found a damask table cloth at the Anglicare oppie for $2 and some assorted doilies for $10 bucks. My idea was to sew the doilies onto the top of the tablecloth. There are linen- embroided ones with a crochet trim and then fully crochets one as well. Being a complete sewing novice I am guessing that for the cotton ones it may be best to applique them on first with some sort of bonding interface. Am I right ? Then I thought I could just hand stitich the crochet ones on? I also had ideas about doing some running stitch sweet words in some places. The tablecloth had no trim, so I found a sweet dolie style trim at the local haberdashery and machine stitched it around the edge.<br />
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What do you think ? Will it work? What sort of interface would you recommend? Or should I just hand sew them all on?<br />
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I so love travelling around the world visiting <a href="http://ourcreativespaces.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-creative-spaces_13.html">all these amazing creative crafty peeps.</a>deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257654603143100803.post-21621408319270484512011-10-11T22:21:00.000+11:002011-10-11T22:21:30.133+11:00Zippetty doo daa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXi9ZlPmvNt9fQby9Ly3xY-QsQm26-FoBIpNWV_NW_Arh30QFccsNwF29KY5phDQxVpWLQjz-ieuvOxnI9wM-cPpH86gIFgx7lhnQwSxMZEOdR808H3oVY2l4KAQxCPozhAPo_7UA6vHw/s1600/IMG_0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXi9ZlPmvNt9fQby9Ly3xY-QsQm26-FoBIpNWV_NW_Arh30QFccsNwF29KY5phDQxVpWLQjz-ieuvOxnI9wM-cPpH86gIFgx7lhnQwSxMZEOdR808H3oVY2l4KAQxCPozhAPo_7UA6vHw/s640/IMG_0660.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CT-NUZTx7R4yXStwiMpwLjaFBmUXDmdjP2lGf2NaBvxbztr3hoLt07NVrd4KXJGvQcN3_NTIWOCtyro6vF0f5-tf8jNBlsrsp03oRydh3ktNjVT0MYdMJkgwHoT778jDm8fOarB4258/s1600/IMG_0664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CT-NUZTx7R4yXStwiMpwLjaFBmUXDmdjP2lGf2NaBvxbztr3hoLt07NVrd4KXJGvQcN3_NTIWOCtyro6vF0f5-tf8jNBlsrsp03oRydh3ktNjVT0MYdMJkgwHoT778jDm8fOarB4258/s640/IMG_0664.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQ2dBbkd3sRSaHLoJSkEdk5m1RQ4Egfy7Isp96fD0mEWsLco7no47Ysm9BQoUiH43hbS0JBNP1SBPiBcC11Eb3HXqgHB0gVBfccZ1qd5k3Djtrs-C70_ik5ljDdqD_iDWks-FUB22GqE/s1600/IMG_0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQ2dBbkd3sRSaHLoJSkEdk5m1RQ4Egfy7Isp96fD0mEWsLco7no47Ysm9BQoUiH43hbS0JBNP1SBPiBcC11Eb3HXqgHB0gVBfccZ1qd5k3Djtrs-C70_ik5ljDdqD_iDWks-FUB22GqE/s640/IMG_0668.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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A bit of a spring in my step today. Energised by lovely family visit. Feeling that little core of self being cosy, giggly and light. There is a lot of mess around the house, and stuff to organise, but I know it will be ok.<br />
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I have been liking the old doors in the lanes of this old mining town. Sometimes we think we are in some back lane of old Melbourne town.<br />
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Hope there is some lightness in your world too.deux chiens et un garconhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628056227501618505noreply@blogger.com6