Funny few days...
So, we're all ok now, as the user icon is intended to portray. Best of all, Dad is ok and has recovered quicker than either of us. Probably because he sleeps a lot and we stay up until 2am only to get woken up by him at 6am with his radio right next to his ear at full blast :) I'm giggling now but wasn't at 6am.
I've sorted out lots of gear and projects, in a slow, sickly, deliberated manner. Even have the secret Xmas pressy project underway. My hat is getting close to finished and I've learned how to add in new colours coz it needed it. Can't wait to felt the finished crocheted product so I can begin doodling with other yarn on it. Thinking of a vine leaf pattern... Have also dreamed up a good theme to base a fibrework series around. Time to start doodling and researching. It's amusing, to me at least.
Have watched lots of telly. Tonight's final episode of 'Addicted to Money' was brilliant and David McWilliams managed to put into logical sentences much of the sound reasoning behind our 'moving to the country' motto at present. Of course it doesn't come across as sound reasoning when my mouth opens and I begin to sound like a mad hippie. I was always voted in as Vyvyan in all my share households, not Neil (ah what a double sided coin that one is for those who know my N.) It was probably the red mohawk that led them to that conclusion. Anyway, tangental thoughts aside, I feel overwhelmed when surrounded by large masses of other humans and this has been increasing over the years. Peak hour in Sydney's CBD was beginning to give me panic attacks and the job I was in didn't help. Even Perth has begun to hit me and, although it's fairly big, it's not huge, and it's quite spread out, not densely built up.
The following programme on The Black Death, HIV, and why some people seem to have outrun it genetically was also fascinating. It gave me another reason to move to the hills and avoid fabric salesmen! Lol!
The rain has finally stopped (two solid days worth) and so everything in sight has been washed and all our belongings pushed together into piles to be taken out to the van tomorrow.
Yes, that's right! We're off again! Oh Joyous Day, Kaloo Kalay! We've fought the Jabberwocky and although he managed to give Lady Luck a right hook to the jaw, she's bounced back up and thrown him outta the ring. Looks like she's visiting the jarrah forests with us for a few weeks. My sister, Marina, is looking forward to seeing us in Esperance and I'm tingling with excitement.... wish us luck...
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Tonight's photo is of a beautiful tree or trees, one wrapped around the other, or just one with an extremely interesting bark growth pattern. It was somewhere south of Port Hedland in a gorge we drove through on the Great Northern Highway. I thought it was gorgeous...
I've sorted out lots of gear and projects, in a slow, sickly, deliberated manner. Even have the secret Xmas pressy project underway. My hat is getting close to finished and I've learned how to add in new colours coz it needed it. Can't wait to felt the finished crocheted product so I can begin doodling with other yarn on it. Thinking of a vine leaf pattern... Have also dreamed up a good theme to base a fibrework series around. Time to start doodling and researching. It's amusing, to me at least.
Have watched lots of telly. Tonight's final episode of 'Addicted to Money' was brilliant and David McWilliams managed to put into logical sentences much of the sound reasoning behind our 'moving to the country' motto at present. Of course it doesn't come across as sound reasoning when my mouth opens and I begin to sound like a mad hippie. I was always voted in as Vyvyan in all my share households, not Neil (ah what a double sided coin that one is for those who know my N.) It was probably the red mohawk that led them to that conclusion. Anyway, tangental thoughts aside, I feel overwhelmed when surrounded by large masses of other humans and this has been increasing over the years. Peak hour in Sydney's CBD was beginning to give me panic attacks and the job I was in didn't help. Even Perth has begun to hit me and, although it's fairly big, it's not huge, and it's quite spread out, not densely built up.
The following programme on The Black Death, HIV, and why some people seem to have outrun it genetically was also fascinating. It gave me another reason to move to the hills and avoid fabric salesmen! Lol!
The rain has finally stopped (two solid days worth) and so everything in sight has been washed and all our belongings pushed together into piles to be taken out to the van tomorrow.
Yes, that's right! We're off again! Oh Joyous Day, Kaloo Kalay! We've fought the Jabberwocky and although he managed to give Lady Luck a right hook to the jaw, she's bounced back up and thrown him outta the ring. Looks like she's visiting the jarrah forests with us for a few weeks. My sister, Marina, is looking forward to seeing us in Esperance and I'm tingling with excitement.... wish us luck...
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Tonight's photo is of a beautiful tree or trees, one wrapped around the other, or just one with an extremely interesting bark growth pattern. It was somewhere south of Port Hedland in a gorge we drove through on the Great Northern Highway. I thought it was gorgeous...