Sunday, 30 October 2011

Changeable


I haven't made a piece of art for the longest time, so I enjoyed my evening ...


playing with watercolour and ink....


While outside the weather kept changing from sunny to rainy, humid to cool.... best described as changeable.  I think Spring has lost its way!

Sunday, 23 October 2011

Sunday


I nearly discarded this twilight pic of my studio, since it's a little blurry.  But the glow of light at the centre of my table seemed to represent what it is like when I'm in creative mode.  All the energy concentrated in the one place....

Speaking of energy, I had a mad burst of it today and went for two walks, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.  Then I spent the rest of the day clearing out cupboards and generally de-cluttering and cleaning.  It must be Spring!

Then a quiet evening journaling, listening to my son play guitar in his bedroom.  My front doors are open and you can hear the night creatures and feel the cool air floating about the room. The Sunday papers are still lying about from this mornings read.  Wishing you a relaxing Sunday too!

Sunday, 16 October 2011

Off and Racing!


It was a beautiful Spring day today and I joined my work buddies for Ladies Day at the Races for our (slightly early) end of year function.  We all dressed up in our hats, high heels and fascinators, sipped bubbly and placed 'huge' bets of $2 a race!  We had the benefit of a corporate box and were waited on hand and foot.  We had enormous fun!

One of our team and his girlfriend entered the fashion competition but didn't get a place unfortunately!

The horses, the stars of the show, all looked to be in beautiful condition.  We left tired, happy and a little tipsy as the sun sank low in the late afternoon sky.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Everyday Things


A couple of journal pages ...made in the evenings after dinner.  TV is mostly uninspiring and distracts me from being creative anyway, so listening to music or ABC radio keeps me amused and productive at the same time.

Daylight saving hours have arrived at last with Spring lagging far behind, bringing us lots of rain and cooler weather.  I think it's going to be a wet summer somehow!


Looking back over old journals I see it's been 12 months since we sold our old  house and began packing to move.  My journal was a godsend during those stressful months and I filled up pages and pages with writing.  I can't believe time has moved so fast! 

I enjoyed a journal class with my regular ladies last week and we explored decorative borders and lettering, achieving great results by following a simple idea!

Filling my days off work with busy everyday things - washing the dog, shopping, weeding, planting, watering, sweeping, washing windows..... happy times!

Sunday, 2 October 2011

Labor Day



This weekend is the Labor Day Long Weekend here in Australia.  My son thinks it's funny that he was born on Labor Day.  "Ha, Ha, Ha" said I!  "If you only knew!".  Tomorrow it is his 18th birthday and I have toasted him with a long, cold glass of sparkling shiraz...

My first child, a daughter, was a strenuous labor.  Hard, because I resisted the urge to push.  Nerves and uncertainty were present.  Yet I went into hospital at 10pm one evening and delivered a bouncing baby girl at 8am the next morning!  A relatively short labour.  I remember sitting up in bed eating bacon and eggs, (I was starving!) prior to breast feeding my also very hungry, new daughter.

My second, a son, was easier.  I had done pre-natal yoga and learned how to breathe and learned to lean my elbows on a chair and wiggle my backside during the contractions.  (funny to watch, I'm sure!)  I coped really well and although the cord was wrapped around his neck, which meant that I had to stop pushing at one stage, it was a much easier and quicker labour.  Arriving at hospital at 10pm in the evening and delivering a healthy baby boy at 15 mins past midnight.

I am glad that they both came into the world drama free and that they are there for each other as sister and brother.  Happy 18th Birthday Phil!