January Gallery

January has been a month of outside vs inside

garden and art.

Trying to choose between them can be hard.

Like finding the balance between light and dark.

 

Resin Table

So when I find time for both it is wonderful.

 

 

 

 

“On This Day” Repost – A Poem about a Cow and a Wedding

You can find the original here, if you are so minded, or simply read on.

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 I milked the cow in the morning,
on the day that I was wed,
a daily chore I deemed worth doing,
which made me rise, extra early from my bed.

The comforting sound of chewing,
her flank so warm, and soft as silk,
rhythmic sounds of fluid streaming,
as the bucket filled with milk.

I leaned my head against my cow,
and gentle handed squeezed,
as in my head I said my vows,
repeated now with familiar ease.

I milked the cow in the morning,
of the day that I was wed,
and in contrast to her cream white milk,
I married in a suit of red.

© ceenoa

A Suit of Red

A Suit of Red

 

A Shot of Thanks #1

Last week I enjoyed reading this post from Kat, and it has prompted me to do something similar, in my own “I don’t follow rules” way.

Things I am thankful for this week

Gladioli

1:  Colour – gorgeous, vibrant, colour from my own garden.

 

Noah in Pool (4)

2:  Spending time with my daughter and grandchild on a beautiful, warm summers day.

 

Pre-varnishing

3:  Leisure time to be creative.

I hope your week has been filled with good things to be thankful for.

 

“On This Day” Repost – Question 34: Hair – (Delilah & the Beanie)

Good old FB – throwing up another of my weird wonderings from this day in 2015.  

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Hair.

That stuff that sticks out of our skin, often where we don’t want it, but mainly on our head.  Sometimes we get upset when it doesn’t stick out of our skin (but that’s mainly Men, and they are a notoriously contradictory species)!

Short, long, curly, straight, blonde, brunette, redhead, grey –  it’s usually there just hanging around, doing it’s thing – or not – depending on the weather, how you slept, what time you got up this morning and if there was any goop left in your styling product container of choice!

It may seem like an innocent thing, but have you considered that your hair actually has a secret agenda?  Yep, you read me, a secret agenda, take a minute and consider the following scenario …

You get out of bed, your short hair is tousled (say that word a few times and you come to doubt your understanding of English) in an attractive “I don’t give a hoot what you think – I love it” way, and off you go to work feeling like you’re made of steel – nothing will get to you today.  Your hair is your strength and will protect you from the sneers of trend-setter Delilah in HR (especially because you don’t go to sleep at work – unlike stupid Samson – and also because you stole her scissors yesterday).

OR

You get out of bed, your short hair is sticking out at an angle that would make an isosceles triangle blush.  No amount of goop will make it stick down, and there is a disconcerting idea forming in your mind that you maybe should just stick a beanie on your head and be done with it.  You just know it is going to be the day that the very attractive person, who has been hanging around long-haired, perfectly coiffured Delilah in HR, comes over to talk to you.  This will cause you to wish that you HAD worn the beanie so you could pretend that;
a) Facebook asked you to wear your beanie at work to show support for {insert your football team of choice} or,
b) that your Great Aunt, who just lost the last of her hair to Chemo and asked you to wear the Beanie as a sign of family solidarity.
Unfortunately you didn’t choose the beanie, and you look like a reject from the “Fastest Sheep Sheared by a Novice” contest.

SEE, your hair has dictated your mood, personality and ability to think of plausible reasons for wearing/not wearing a beanie.

Not buying it yet – ok, what about this.

Silky, soft, shiny, short, smart, spiky, sophisticated, stylish, sexy (weird how many “s” words describe hair).

Comb-over, Blue rinse, Split ends, fly away, wind blown, coarse, mousy, greasy (apply them to a description about your hair and see how you feel).

What does your hair say about you? It’s out there – and there’s no keeping it under the hat!

 

The “selfie”

I’m not one for the “selfie”,
and I don’t usually indulge,
but there’s a time and reason,
to “selfie” I suppose.

And this past week has been it,
I’ve taken a whole two,
and now I’m going to show them,
to you lucky, captive, few.

Number one was my favourite necklace,
when I wear it I feel sleek,
and Number two was matching hair,
to my pendant of the week.

So there you have it people,
the real reasons I indulged,
it’s not about myself, you see,
it’s about the things I made!

© ceenoa

Happiness is a morning walk with a Platypus

When I walk in the morning I often see the platypus swimming in the creek, about halfway through my walk, whihc makes it a nice place to stop for a minute or so and just contemplate how beautiful Mother Nature can be.  Even though I see them fairly often, they never cease to give me a sense of peace and happiness when I spot them in the water splashing around.

Last week there were 2, parent and offspring I think, and the little one was scratching their back flank, which was causing him to go round and round in circles on his side in the water, it was so funny.

This morning I took my phone and got a short video, but I can’t upload it here as I have a free WP site which doesn’t allow me too.  Instead, I have posted it on my instagram account, you can also find the link at the bottom of my website home page of,  if you would like to watch it.  (I think you might have to be on instagram (which is free) to see it though, so that might not work if instagram isn’t your thing.

If you are not familiar with a platypus, they are 1 of the 2 uniquely Australian monotremes (mammals who lay eggs) – the other being an Echidna (also a favourite of mine, you can read about my Echi adventure here).

Below is a photo I extracted from the video, I’m sure they were looking at me this morning. 🙂

Platypus

 

The unexpected benefits of blogging about Socks.

Ok, you may wonder, what ARE the unexpected benefits of blogging about socks?  (You also may not wonder, but I’m going to tell you anyways).   The Unexpected Sock Benefits occurred because I blogged this post, or possibly it may have been this post, and I am now the proud possessor of a pair of FREE, cute and quirky socks, all the way from Sweden!

How did this happen? I hear you ask – well, actually I didn’t hear you, but for the sake of the continuation of this post let’s pretend that I did, ok? – Ok.

Back in early December I received an email from Christoffer and here is part of what he wrote:

I found your blog while googling for Sock blogs. It was a bad finding since you obviously don’t blog about socks, but we still liked your blog so I’d like to ask you anyway… Would you like us to send you a pair of socks and let you review it on your blog? If you also took a picture of the socks (preferably on you) that would of course be great, and we would post in on our instagram.

Now, the offer of a free pair of socks is nothing to turn your nose up at, or more pertinently your toes – especially when you live where I do and Winter seems determined to make your toes emulate frozen granite.  So, after checking out his website to make sure he was a person of sock-integrity, and being reassured that he was indeed offering quality feet apparel, I emailed him right back and said Yes, and thank you very much.

All in good time, well, Monday actually, The Socks arrived.  I excitedly ripped the package open, oohed and aahed, and stuck those beauties on my aching feet ( I had been wearing wedge sandals at work all day, and my feet were a little sore).  I’m actually wearing them now as I write this post (don’t worry, I haven’t been wearing them all the time since Monday evening, it’s just coincidence) as they are very soft and comfy.  More importantly, they don’t pinch my toes and are not bulky and heavy like some socks.  I actually prefer to have bare feet mostly, so when I wear socks they need to be good socks.  Check out the photos below showing the cute design.

 

 

So, there you go, the unexpected benefits of blogging about socks!

Now, what would happen if I blogged about a new car, fancy techie stuff I can’t afford or winning the lottery …..