Thursday, February 11, 2010


It never suprises me the way in which our house was built back in the 70's, that whole recycled materials and handcrafted bits and bobs from yesteryear. What does suprise me though, quite often too, is the light that comes from our many leadlight windows. At some stages of the day is strikes you so much you just have to stop where you are and look at the beautiful light it casts on the simplest thing - causing that simple thing to have the most beautiful shape and shadow you have ever seen.

Monday, February 8, 2010


It has been a year since we moved into our pretty little semi rural town, with it's abundance of gums and wildlife. It has also been a year since the bushfires of black saturday devestated many communities close by and affected many, some in more ways than others. As I reflect on the day that was so tragic for many I think of how lucky we were, apparently all that saved our little town was a wind change. We like so many others probably wouldn't have had time to get out.

 I think of how I would have done things differently, I wouldn't have stayed like we did and wouldn't have planned to leave in seperate cars when we caught the sight of smoke or were warned by the radio to leave. We are the lucky ones and I like many others are thinking about those who weren't so lucky that day. My heart is with you in your mourning and your hurt. I hope we can all learn to move on, still remembering and never forgetting those who need us.

Monday, February 1, 2010

And the education begins.

Today I sent my oldest boy to school for his first day...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I cant believe the time has flown by so fast. I stilll remember being in the hospital, sick and exhausted and scared my little boy wouldn't make it. Although it is no reflection on the little man he has become today, he is a strong child with strong charecteristics and an even stronger stubborn streak (wonder where that comes from?) I walked away from the room a little nervous, just the usual things like: will he find the toilet alright? will he make new friends? will he do the work the teacher assigns him? and the all important one - will he miss me?

We took the youngest on the playground at the school for a bit, just to pass a little time and not seem like the parents that are running away quickly. We had the traditional cup of tea in the library and chatted to others saying goodbye to their prep calmed the nerves a bit. Now I am sitting at my computer typing furiously to keep busy while the youngest plays with some playdoh. I wonder if he will miss big bro? I guess he will, it's only natural, I spose.

Well my big boy, mummy is proud of you and hope your education is fun filled and I hope to be a good mum and to not sleep in and make you late or forget to pick you up.