Shadow shot # 2

Its been a bit gloomy here, weather wise, this past week. A little rain has come& lots of cloud cover. I have a particular shot I want to get but that will have to wait until the sun shows its face again.

I found this shot while browsing through my Port Fairy pics, looking for a photo for another project.

Check out the other cool shadow shots at Hey Harriet.

These are the 3 layouts I did for our 2nd online scrap class with the Boxx - 'Minimalist style', a bit different from my usual stuff but I was still pleased with the results.

Tremor...

Did the earth move for you last night????

Well it did for me, at about 9pm, we had a small shakeup which made us turn to each other & ask 'did you feel that?'

This morning's news reports a 4.6 earthquake shaking up Melbourne eminating from Leongatha way.

Heatwaves, infernos, droughts, floods, plagues of locusts.....what next?

Blondie...

Pop over to Jo's bit on the side to see the recipe for this delicious slice I found on the web today & whipped up. It was really quick & very tasty, its going fast!

Harvest Festival...

This weekend Bacchus Marsh is having the Harvest Festival to celebrate Autumn & the turn of the weather.
Its so refreshing to have a little bit of rain & some cooler weather to rinse off the dust & the heat.
On Sunday you can tread grapes, tour farms & taste local produce.

Doesn't that sound nice. Come on up & try!

Steam...

I need to blow off some steam!!!!!

I've been anxiously waiting for a parcel to be delivered via Australia Post....

waiting......waiting..........waiting.......

I rang the lovely Josie to follow up my parcel, she chased it up from her end & yes it had been dispatched on the 22nd....I should have had it by the 23rd of February.

The 23rd!!!!! Today is the 4th of March!

I march down straight from work to our local Post Office with steam coming from my ears. No I didn't have a card to produce, how did I know I had a parcel waiting to be collected if I didn't have a card...my point exactly!!!!!

AND apparently you can't complain about the (lack of) service because deliveries are all sub-contracted out, Aus Post don't care if their subbies are too slack to actually deliver a parcel, or leave a card that they missed you, or try to redeliver the parcel.
The box was large & heavy, my bet is that they couldn't be bothered lugging it around.

So deep breath in....breath out.

I'm happy to have my goodies & to pass on to the girls their orders as well.

Hands...

Hayley made a quirky unique card for her Dad's birthday.

She is clever in an arty way or arty in a clever way.

I hope this can take her far. All mothers want that for their children.







Callum helped me make the birthday cake.

You should feel honoured (I do) to see this photo as it is a rare event. I had to sneak up on him to get it & I'm surprised he hadn't deleted it off the camera yet.
He's done that in the past.

He shouldn't be so self conscious but that is so Cal, not showy or gregarious.




But I wanted to show you his hands. These are an exact copy of his father's hands.
Long thin hands that have such a future ahead.






Callum has shown that his talent is in music, not the capable fixing kind of hands of the father but it really struck me when I viewed these pics.








And a layout to share...from our Halls Gap Holiday...in Jan 2008.



Erin was very timid with the free ranging animals & after Olivia led the way she joined in feeding the very eager animals. The deer & the wallabies were very sweet. Some of the other animals were very bold & pushy!

A blast...

from the past.
When I was 21 we used to go to pubs to see bands. Many nights listening to loud music, dancing with our arms in the air, talking until we were hoarse & going home with ringing in our ears.
Student nurses living together in the Alfred's Nurses home, no curfews then -well it was the '80's after all! Loads of fun & when I heard this Pseudo Echo song it took me straight back.
Straight back to the bars of Chapel St, St Kilda & surrounds. There were lots of emerging bands to see, one night I stood beside Molly Meldrum at a Kids in the Kitchen performance at the Ballroom!

Enjoy....I know I did.


What takes you back?

Winkelwagon...

This made me laugh out loud this morning.


Not the actual crocheted 'Hoofdpagina' which is a stylish (maybe Swedish or Finnish) product, but on the site when you choose to buy you need to click 'In winkelwagon'!

I won't be putting one in my winkelwagon as it is 450 euro (or $888 AUD!) but it sure is cute!

Birthday wishes...

Happy Birthday to my darling husband who turned 49 today...ooops was that supposed to be a secret?????

I've put in this photo of him when he was just 3 years old, standing with his older brother in their school uniforms.
He looks so innocent & cute, much too young to be going off to school or preschool or whatever it was. Thank goodness we are more relaxed about kindergarten wear these days. Can you imagine playing in sand or water or with fingerpaints with those clothes on.

I love his mothers handwriting on the back of this photo.

Chris grew up in Manchester, England until his family emmigrated to Australia when he was 9 years old. He grew up in fairly tough conditions, not quite 'Billy Elliot' style but there are always loads of funny stories that come out when the 6 of them are together (which is a rare event now that they all live in different states).

One story that gets repeated every birthday is the 'potato cake' story....

There wasn't much money in the household & their mother had a very tight budget. They had very few luxuries but plenty of loving. One year (maybe 7th) as a very special treat the 3 older children were allowed to go to the local bakery to get a 'shop bought cake' for Chris' birthday. Chris had the important job of carrying home the cake but once they got to the front door Brendan pushed Chris over & the cake & Chris went down. The cake was ruined & not fit for anything.
So that night instead of a lovely cake, Chris' mother made do with a potato with a candle sticking in it. Not a cooked potato, not even a washed or pink skinned potato, just a brushed potato with a solitary candle to blow out.
Chris always brings out this story if anyone thinks they are hard done by. No one can top the potato for a cake story.

So our tradition is that you always get a cake for your birthday....irony is that Chris doesn't even eat cake, maybe the trauma of the potato cake got to him!

But I still make one just the same & we all sing 'Happy Birthday' to him & he blows out the candles.