wot i got…

I am a charity shopper. I’ve always been a charity shopper since I was old enough to shop.  It’s in the genes, my birth mother is a charity shopper as is my birth sister.  My adoptive mother has never set foot in one and never will, and that’s ok – all the more for the rest of us 🙂

To me, charity shopping is more like an adventure, you never know what you will find and sometimes you can find something fabulous – for a few bucks, how cool is that?

I thought I would show you my latest treasures so here goes..

P1030817Utterly gorgeous handmade pot with makers mark and made in NZ – $4.00

P1030816Beautiful handmade teapot by Wairarapa potter Dave Marden dated 1986. A blast from the past this one, in my wicked youth circa 1980 I had a student potter friend who lived out at Marden’s farm house learning from the master and I got to hang out too.  $6 – what a find.

P1030815Love this basket. $2

That’s all for now folks, I am being called to watch Wallender and strangely enough I can’t blog and read subtitles at the same time.

time slips away…

and leaves you with nothing mister

but boring stories of

glory days.

Glory Days by Bruce Springsteen

Life is pretty glorious around here these past days.  The day after my snow day, equilibrium was restored and the rest of this week has just slipped away in a haze of roasting sun, dog walking, art making, friend visiting, appointment keeping, charity shop visiting and writing, all enjoyable.

I am immensely grateful for it..

I have taken to scribbling a couple of pages of stream of consciousness writing each morning as suggested in my new favourite book Walking in this World by Julia Cameron.  It seems that I have been lent this book to read just when I needed it..

“If we stop watching the movies in our head with the scary sound track and start listening to things like Whistle While You Work or Zippity Doo-Dah. We may begin to make a little head way.  We need to get into reality”

I’ve been singing Zippity Doo-Dah all day.  Not in public of course, I’m not that mad – yet.

Anyway, enough of my head stuff

Our part of the world is deep into summer now and next week is Lammas, the first of the harvest festivals.  Everything in our garden is fruiting, flowering and seeding furiously and because we have had so little rain and the temperatures have been scorching I have had to water every night.

P1030778We were lucky that there were already dahlias planted in the garden before we moved in.  One of my favorite flowers – my Mum had a huge bed of them in the house I grew up in.

P1030772Plums, plums, plums, plums, plums, plums, plums.  Whoever lived here before must have loved them, we have four trees – jam anyone?

P1030807P1030803The lovely little echinacea plant I bought last autumn in time for it to die off.  It stayed in a pot all over winter and had a bit of a hard life but it has sprung a new.

P1030804Our wild vegetable garden, calvero nero, beetroot, tomatoes, courgette, aubergine.

I will leave you now as my dinner awaits.  It is my main stay of the summer months, onions, garlic, aubergine, courgette, basil all in a stew with a big dollop of sweet chilli sauce mixed in to liven things up a bit – so easy.

If you don’t hear from me for a few days it’s because Mr T is home tomorrow night and we are off to the beach for the weekend and then to visit my Ma.

I will take photos and remember guys..

Be Here Now 😉

If You Have An Option…

I have to say I haven’t done a lot today.

Apart from eat, breathe and pat my dogs, I have watched a couple of the wonderful ‘Scott and Baileys’ my new favorite British crime drama with three (yes three!!!) strong female lead characters.  I have also managed to nearly finish one square for my cardigan.  I say nearly finish because I woke up this morning with brain fog so dire I could have cried.

But I didn’t..

That is because I picked up a new book that a friend had lent me called ‘Walking in this World’ by Julia Cameron and was so inspired by the first couple of chapters where she advocates writing three pages of stream-of-consciousness writing every morning that I scooted out of bed to find an old note book to start writing in and on the first page I opened, found I had written..

Shit happens – misery is optional.

Indeed..

So I decided to opt out of misery and to enjoy a snow day instead even though the temperature was pushing 30C again.

I had a shower, fixed my breakfast and hopped back into bed, books, laptop, iced juice, dogs and all.  Windows wide open to catch the slightest breath of wind.  We have been here all day apart from quick trips for the necessary and what I can say is that I have managed to avoid a total misery wipe out – success, I may even manage to finish crocheting this square tonight 😉

And tomorrow is a new day..

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It’s going to be a good year..

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Hello there..

I’m back 😉  again..

Now where was I ?

Last time I posted it was freezing cold here, I had been suffering from some heavy weather and unfortunately, that internal dreary fog just got greyer and I ended up having to take hold of myself and find some help.  Enter two new people into my life – one to talk with and help me examine the workings of my mind; to find ways to beat back the life sucking fog, and the other to help me choose some suitable happy pills to ease this chronic, ten year depression.

And it’s helped..  I am not sure how long it will go on helping for but I have hope, and that is saying something.

I am starting this blog again because I want it to be part of my ongoing therapy, along with mindfulness practice and a gratitude diary which I will share a bit with you if you are interested.

Two things I am loving today and one of them is this..

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Find this gorgeous cardigan on Ravelry     I absolutely loved it and even though there is no proper pattern for it apart from examining the photos on the makers blog I am having a go using wonderfully coloured Cleckheaton Artisan 12 ply.  So far I have made the large back motif and one of the smaller squares – very exciting.

The second thing I am loving is a fantastic magazine called Flow.  You can visit their website and check it out.  This is how they describe themselves –

MAGAZINE The best things happen when you dare to follow your heart. And that’s exactly what we did when we hatched this idea for a new Dutch magazine in an attic room several years ago. We dreamed of a magazine with which we could explore our love of paper. A magazine of unhurried time, all about doing things differently and making new choices. Small happiness, daily life and the beauty of not always managing to be perfect. That is how Flow began. Flow is all about positive psychology, mindfulness, creativity and the beauty of imperfection. We love illustrations and in each issue there is a gift made of our much-loved paper. We print the magazine itself on different types of paper.”

Although it is a pretty pricey mag, especially here in little old NZ, they are beautifully put together and weighty, packed full of loveliness.  Also there are only four international editions so I’ve plenty of time to save up!  I am particularly grateful to my friend and fellow Flow lover, Yvonne who found a copy in Pak and Save of all places, and then told me about it.

I love this magazine so much I have been buying back issues and isn’t it just a great feeling when you get that something good in the mail?  Just makes my day.

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