I’ve had an epiphany of sorts. . . you know, a realization. . . that I’m now one of the older set. Too young for the seniors, but too old and wise for the younger generation. . . oh heck, I must be middle aged! The catalyst for this revelation was my recent rant and rave about letter writing ...
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Big girls, little girls and lots of flowers
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On Saturday I conducted my ‘Flower Girl’ mixed media canvas workshop. It was a lovely group of ladies who came to play in the Woodberry Designs Craft Room. With the exception of a short break for Devonshire tea, it was a hive of activity all afternoon. Painting, printing, cutting, ripping ...
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Tu-tu cute. . .
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Last night I donned my big girl going out clothes (heels and all) and was whisked off by my friend Jo for a wonderful evening at the ballet. The Australian Ballet’s regional touring arm, The Dancers Company, presented a dazzling production of Don Quixote at our Glasshouse theatre. Ahh, the ballet. ...
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The lost art of letter writing
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A handwritten note from a friend. . . Will she like these? and then a reply. . . Linking to: Beyond the picket Fence Link party, The Shabby Creek Cottage Transformation Thursday, The Brambleberry Cottage Time Travel Thursday, Clean and Scentsible ...
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Note to self:
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Stop. . . breathe. . . and enjoy the moment! I’ve come down with something, but don’t be alarmed. . . it’s nothing serious. Looks like a case of Social-mediaous Fatigueitis. It’s a fairly common syndrome these days and the doctor says I’ll be fine in a week if I follow his treatment plan. All I ...
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Just being. . . ‘ME’
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Saturday morning, 7 am. Location: My beach. Breathe in. . . 1 2 3 4. . . breathe out . . . 1 2 3 4 The sun has dawned over the beach with what promises to be a gorgeous day. I close my eyes. . . feel the warmth of the sun on my face. The cool sand underfoot reminds me that the last ...
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