Sunday, August 31, 2014

First day of spring

 Ok my darling dad as always on the first day of spring i think of you.for love made you wings and it was on this first day of spring you flew away.I was not sorry that you went i knew you were tired of the fight. So many years and tears and still i miss your stubborn self. But today i am going to listen to the great Dr Seuss and smile because you were my dad and how lucky was I  !

Monday, August 11, 2014


Today on the way back from visiting my son Matt at Queanbeyan we took a little detour to visit the tiny town of Collector population four hundred and something,i adore these little towns steeped in history with their old pubs and churches.Besides what collector could resist a town named Collector. As soon as we arrived we were startled by this unusual and beautiful sculpture,I rather think of it as a folly myself but it certainly was mysterious and magical.It has a medieval feel to it and standing there you see hands and a reclining figure are sculpted into the wall. Apparently there's a demolition order out for it that has been an ongoing fight since 1997 when the sculpture was built as a testament to the artists fathers life It is made of concrete and chicken wire  and i cant ,help feeling its a shame that everyone wants everything all neat and tidy and approved.i doubt Stonehenge would meet council approval these days, I'm glad i saw it im glad i detoured off to the road less traveled.It was a little discovery !

Collector itself
is a tiny town and i am thinking that many collectors live there too.
Old houses and two churches  a pub of course this is Australia.we are talking about. i love these little country towns,,


Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Dream of Roses tag

Twas a cold and crafty day

Cold here in the cottage so what can one do but make tags. Tags are such fun big special ones like these are a gift in themselves to hang off a door or cupboard or even a brass bed, they are just a romantic notion and what other reason do you need . This one i made with a lace pocket on the front and two small tags tucked in.

Monday, June 2, 2014


I recently joned the local CWA craft group a lovely group of women and i made these whilst there where everyone does their own project some knit some crochet and me i make a mess,(a glittery sparkly mess)

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

I love being a Nanna

How could i not love her-she pulls my hand and tugs my heart !

She is like a little sprite so smart so sweet.

So full of light and life and love.Sophia_Rose you are my heart.

And curls oh a Grand daughter is a special thing especially after four sons.

Angel Cake for my Dad today

Its my father's Birthday today but there are no phones In heaven so i just hope he gets some Angel Cake.I never cried today instead i thought of you  my dad as i often do.I know now that people die but love never goes away.Happy birthday to a grand man who i was fortunate enough to call my Dad.

Belated posts from a bad blogger

I have been a tad slack in the blogging department this year,i have been pinteresting and reading and crafting and it has taken a back seat,A lot of blogs i love have closed i suppose its times changing etc but i love to blog and every few years i print it so i have some albums of memories.This year i have missed a few important events that need to be blogged and remembered so here they are,
Son number two Timothy turned 30 this year Wasn't he the cutest thing,

Sons number 1 and 3  Matthew and Joel took a motorbike course together and both got bikes sheesh that's 3 of 4 sons on bikes to worry about !

Way back in June god daughter Maddie had an open day at Dance

I love to watch her she is the perfect ballerina

And yes Maddie i love you to the MOON and back even.

A hoarding cat

I don't know perhaps im to blame you see i  am a collector and so is my cat.Ever since she was no bigger than a toy she has stolen, hoarded and collected things.Once a whole strand of crystals from my chandelier lamp never found one day we shall move and probably find them somewhere strange.Mainly its tiny eggs stolen from my craft supply or tops the plastic caps from children's drinks etc are her all time favourite thing. Sometimes she carries them in her mouth and puts them in her toy box so she wont lose them, other times she will put them in the sliding door track and roll them along.The other day Alex dropped something and it rolled under the fridge on his hands and knees looking for it he was astounded to find yet another hoard.It was so funny as Poppy was so excited to see her treasures again.

Crafting like a crazy woman

what happens when I'm on asthma steroids and cannot sleep i craft like a whirling dervish through the long night hours.I have made so many swaps lately for facebook craft groups and swapbot that i am amazed.Here are some of my swaps the facebook ones are near;y all ones where you must make 9 or 1o Atc cards or Tags and then you get  all different ones back and you always keep one for yourself.
These pumpkin atc cards  have a disc you turn to change his eyes .

Heart tags that have smaller tags tucked into a pocket

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Alice tag for a fairytale swap

Twinchies are 2 inches by two inches these have mica flake Santa beards and a pocket label back.

Christmas is coming or Op shop hopping

Well Happy Day for me yesterday when i ducked into my favourite Op shop (ok ok they are all my favourite how can you choose between children or Op shops) . October i have come to know is the start of the great Christmas Op shop hunt, Every year bags of decorations get put out the good the bad the down right revolting. Usually each bag contains a bit of all.Yesterday on my first hunt of the season i scored these, a few are  new most are vintage and very heavy and i sang all the way home.With me it has to be vintage and after having a family of four sons you do wonder how any ornaments outlast several childhoods.Anyway its an auspicious start to the hunting season and i haven't been this excited since i found a gang of chenille Santa's in the same shop two years ago.Anyway good luck to those on the hunt for vintage as long as you stay away from my shop.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Craft Catch up new projects

Just a believe tag i made using an old measuring tape the tag is huge,

Apron cards i made using vintage card pics off pinterest

Sneak peak at this years Christmas cards im working on ,

Vintage themed atc for a swap

Moon with face themed atc love how the glossy accents pop the silhouettes,

First Day of spring -Fathers day

My Dearest Dad as always on the first day of spring my thoughts will be always and forever with you, So dramatic dad to fly free from this earth on the first day of spring, This year it also fell on fathers day.I guess now i know love does go on for i shall never stop missing you. i no longer cry as much and sometimes when i do its from good thoughts of you. I see you in my sons in their stubbornness ,In Tim's Fishing and love of motorbikes. In Matts inventiveness the way he plans a project and sees it through from idea to creation, In Alex's walk in his love of gemstones and in Joels sense of humor .So i know you are not truly gone,I miss your voice the way you mispronounced words and called me by my sisters name,I miss your stories of when you were young and life was harder than hard.I miss your yodeling and the way you fixed things for me.You were quite a man to leave the hole you did,If my sons ever love me half as much as you were loved i will be a lucky mother. So dad in heaven i see the new buds all around and the little birds singing and i know you are around Happy Fathers dad my sweet old dad i love you more than i can say xx

Happy fathers day to my son Tim also who has become such a great dad i am so proud of him,

Friday, July 5, 2013

A favourite of mine since i was about 12 no wonder i fell in love with words,

Kubla Khan

In XANADU did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.

So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But Oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy as enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A might fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail:
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.

Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!

A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!

And all who heard would see them there,
And all who should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Friday, March 29, 2013


I always wanted on of them musical birdcages with the singing bird inside.A few months ago i found one in the Op shop for four dollars .(since then its been tripped over set aside and hidden under my bed).I was waiting for the right time to transform it and complete the ugly ducking to swan transition . Who knew that time would be at 2 am this morning when i lay away alone in the flat.But there you go that's life and art.It was fiddly and im not at all happy with the bird but its the only one i had and much better than the dead looking one that was in there,When i found it it looked much worse than the pictures show.A seventies nightmare in floral yuk I am sure we had wallpaper like that ugh and orange not my favourite colour,So now its done,I adore that paper i did the drawer on- its by Kaiser and has little file drawers all over it.had to 3d one so it looked open a crack with things hanging out.
these pictures do not convey the creepiness factor hehe

and yes that's fuzzy orange and plastic flowers

Ahh thats better

side view with Tag attached

Loving this Kaiser paper Im going to get more,