The fog has been thick and persistent this week, alongside the cold and grey skies it has been a dreary few days. But interesting too. It is a bit weird to walk your dog along the river and not be able to see the water. To hear voices coming from a boat but see nothing, "There is a guide post just up here, slow down, a bit to the right, no, no I mean the left". I didn't hear a crash so they must have got it right. I certainly couldn't see them and sometimes I couldn't see the dog who kept walking while I got distracted taking photos, but thankfully who came running when I called her name, materialising out of the grey mist...
We often ask ourselves that question. It often leads to unexpected decisions, especially when you aim to live a life without regret.
Friday, 29 June 2018
Monday, 25 June 2018
solitude
The house will be quiet this week with both Colin and Johanna in Melbourne. One is trying to complete as much work as possible before he takes a break and the other is attending her first midwifery placement. That leaves Winnie and I on our ownsome...
Tuesday, 19 June 2018
the last leaves
We planted a couple of ornamental pear trees for my birthday. Watching the leaves tell the story of autumn brings joy to my heart...
Sunday, 10 June 2018
Wednesday, 6 June 2018
Sunday, 27 May 2018
interruption
When you place some flowers in front of a window so that the natural light allows you to take a photo indoors and an inquisitive four legged, furry friend interrupts...
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| what are you doing? |
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| yes I can sit and stay, I am a cute and clever dog |
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| ok enough sitting and staying, just a little nibble |
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| and a little lick |
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| hmmm interesting |
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| a bit more of a chomp |
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| oh oh |
Sunday, 20 May 2018
celebrate
My favourite kind of celebration this weekend - having all the kids down. There was a fair bit of cooking and eating, some sitting around the fire pot and the planting of some trees.
(Some rather grainy and blurry snap shots!)
A watched pot never boils
Beanie buddies
A spot of fire contemplation
The resident chefs cooking up a storm
Gnocchi making, with the genuine article gifted to Rachel from family in Italy when we visited last year
And the gnocchi was very very good...
(Some rather grainy and blurry snap shots!)
A watched pot never boils
Beanie buddies
A spot of fire contemplation
The resident chefs cooking up a storm
Gnocchi making, with the genuine article gifted to Rachel from family in Italy when we visited last year
Meanwhile outside the trees were going in (there was a slight oh oh moment when a water pipe was damaged - a wonderful local plumber fixed it up in no time)
And the gnocchi was very very good...
Monday, 14 May 2018
no photo
I've spent the last few days in Tassie with my family and without my camera. So no photo of my mother and her dog sitting side by side in their rocking chairs, no photo of my sister's feet after hiking over 500km on the Bibbulmun Track, no photo of my nephew who has grown and changed so much I hardly recognised him and no photo of a beautiful Tassie autumn Mother's Day lunch by the Tamar River - blue sky, blue water, autumn coloured trees and vineyards. No photos but lots of beautiful memories...
Sunday, 6 May 2018
rest time
When you decide to lay on the floor in the sun, it's no surprise if eventually you end up with a dog on your face...
Monday, 23 April 2018
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