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little and ordinary
We all know that very few days come with a lovely “Ta-da!” moment, don’t we. Sometimes I feel a distinct sense of disappointment if my day has not delivered the pleasure of a satisfying finish – be it...
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the great DMC wool caper
Monday morning … Abby returned to school, Mum and Lucy headed back across the Gippsland to their beachside home, and I had the whole day ahead of me. It was so bleak and cold – with a heavy hand of...
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the ultimate transformation from horror to sweet :: a sewing desk
If you happen to follow my instagram, you may have noticed that I picked up a truly dreadful piece of hard rubbish a couple of weeks back. I was on my way into university to have documents certified...
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do you remember the old dresser?
Do you remember the old dresser that Mum and I wheeled/dragged 2km home last year? Oh my goodness that was so funny! Every time Mum and I drive past the house we collected it from (well, their...
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better than malted milk :: a cross stitched chair
I had a wee bit of the glums today. It happens. Usually a week or so before my period. Must be a huge hormonal swing of some sort. I feel it creeping up, find myself feeling very sad, wonder why...
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7 edwardian chairs :: a mother daughter tradition
Late last year, just after I’d had one of my huge and infamous rearranges – where the front room was dismantled, its furniture redistributed about the house, the living room shoved into the front...
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settling in a little more
Whilst Julian worked his butt – and hands and fingers – off rebuilding a fence that divides the cottage, its gardens and surrounding fields from the paddocks – I pottered about the cottage, unpacking...
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under the white cedar
Most mornings round here start with a bang – the ducks burst out of their house with indignant quacks and flap, waddle and dart off across the garden. The geese lurk about the apple trees, honking...
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when the rain came
A few weeks back we were treated to a torrential weekend of rain. It began on the Friday afternoon and thundered down, non-stop, until Monday afternoon. Oh my goodness, there was so much water. Now,...
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thoughts on a terrace, a cross stitch and a flannel nightie
The first thing we did at Wombat Hill on that wintery August day, almost three years ago, when we settled on this piece of land, was to plant two apple trees and a mulberry. The mulberry tree has...
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