Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Words for Wednesday


The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.

This month the words are supplied by ME and can be found right here.

This week's words are:

1. controlled
2. strolled
3. belongings
4. shook
5. leather
6. reminded

and/or:

1. pedal
2. black
3. digs
4. sheepdog
5. sample
6. routine

use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.

let the creativity begin!

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Thank you Victoria

Our South Australian government had decided to withdraw its subsidy from the Overland train service, saying not enough people use it and there are other ways to get to Melbourne. We don't need this train they said. We can't afford this train, they said. But they want to build a very expensive hotel attached to our new football ground :( and if they can afford that, why not the train which is far less expensive?

This caused quite the kerfuffle among the many fans of rail travel, several people writing in to the paper saying how they enjoy the relaxing trip between Adelaide and Melbourne, often taking the ride just for that purpose, not specifically to get to Melbourne.
I've travelled the Overland myself, although not for some time now and it is a lovely trip. 

Tonight on the Ch9 news, I heard that the Victorian government has picked up the subsidy to keep the Overland running  its twice weekly trip for another twelve months. Hopefully, something can be decided by the end of that time to keep the train going. 

Sunday, December 9, 2018

today's the day!

The annual baking of Christmas mince pies begins. 

Right after lunch. (procrastinator that I am)

I'm going to have to clear the kitchen and work in that tiny space though, someone else has claimed the table:




wouldn't want to disturb her now, would I. Not after the hour long cuddle that got her so sleepy.

Sunday Selections # 409

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mists of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.

If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.


Today we're continuing with my back porch gnomes:


here we see another small gnome house in front of a "tree trunk" section, again on fake grass.


the doors are stuck on with "Blu-Tac" I'm pretty sure you all know what that is, fairly strongly adhesive, yet easily removed used widely throughout Australia for putting up posters in kids rooms etc
The slide is bought separately and I thought it would be great if the gnomes could step out and slide down instead of using steps.

door number two and slide

door number three, which is on a different tree trunk. All of these doors were only $2 each, with the slides being $1.50

a tiny mushroom house, I need to find a tiny fairy for this one.

further around the porch on top of my old kitchen cabinet is this mini "Tiki Hut" set, which came complete with:

a tiny gnome in a swinging chair, (which doesn't swing very well but that's okay) and the tiny table with an umbrella and a drink on it

to the left of the Tiki Hut is an arch (sold separately to use wherever you wish) and this mill wheel in a pond surrounded by rocks. There's no actual water of course, but the base of the pond is blue.

on top of yet another cupboard is a larger tree with a bluebird and set to one side two rabbits, although only one is visible.

here is a panoramic view of all the gnomes on the Tiki Hut cabinet.
We'll take a closer look at the meerkats amongst them next week.












Saturday, December 8, 2018

someone has hacked into my email adresses again

All of you lovely people out there, if you get an email supposedly from me, with the address 

http://credible.vapeshoptoronto.org

this isn't from me at all, so please just mark it as spam and delete it.

Friday, December 7, 2018

Wednesday's Words on a Friday


The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.

This month the words are supplied by ME and can be found right here each Wednesday

This week's words are:

1. noose
2. moose
3. soon
4. omen
5. shoe
6. onion

and/or:

1. hourglass
2. fireplace
3. fragment
4. paradise
5. discussing
6. wondering

Here is my story, a longish chapter two continuing last weeks beginning



A couple of days later, Harry and Eleanor were sitting by the fireplace, discussing the paradise their new garden would be, listening to the hum of machinery as a winch was employed to haul that troublesome large weed patch out of the corner.

They heard the gardener, Bob, suddenly shriek like a little girl, then come running towards the house. “Harry! Harry! Come quick. You have to see this. Eleanor, I think you should phone the police right away!”

“Whatever is the matter Bob?” asked Eleanor. “There’s a skeleton all tangled up in the roots of that weed,” said Bob. “Get on the phone, tell them we’ve found a body!” Eleanor immediately phoned the nearest Police Station and asked that someone be sent out as soon as possible. She then ran outside to find Bob and Harry erecting the old canvas awning over the area. Harry motioned her to stay well back. He’d read plenty of crime novels and knew about not contaminating the scene of the crime.

“But it may not have been a crime,” said Eleanor. Maybe someone had an accident and just never got found. This whole area was very sparsely populated long ago and isn’t much better now.”

“Oh, it’s a crime alright,” said Bob. “Look over here, there’s a noose around the neck and only one shoe. The clothes are pretty much rotted away, and I’d say he’s been here a long while.”

“Good thing Mum’s not here,” said Harry. “She’d start in on how this is some sort of omen and we’d better start throwing salt over our shoulders and covering mirrors and all that rubbish.”

“Where does she get those ideas?” asked Eleanor. “Probably those trashy voodoo novels she likes to read, says she likes to scare herself a bit now and again,” said Harry. “I’d say this will give her enough of a scare to last quite a while,” said Bob, who had known Maxine through school. She’d been best friends with his wife.

Harry leaned over to get a look inside the hole where the weedy shrub had been. “There’s a fragment of something sticking up,” he said. “We’d better leave it all for the police to uncover though.”

After making sure the awning cover was secure, they all trooped inside to wash their hands and start a pot of tea going. Until the Police arrived, all they could do was sit around wondering who the unfortunate person had been and what had happened. “I’d say murder or suicide,” said Bob. “There is the noose on his neck, rotted mostly, but recognisable.”

“I’m going to phone Dad and let him know, he’ll break it to Mum and I bet they’ll be over before I can hang up the phone. They’ll probably stay for tea too, will there be enough Ellie?”

I can make up a packet of that instant French Onion soup as a starter, then there’ll be enough, but why don’t we wait and see. I hear a car,” she said going to the front door, hoping it was the police.

It was and they soon had calls in to the crime scene technicians to come out and keep uncovering what they could and collect evidence in those little plastic bags they had a never-ending supply of. While the senior Sergeant began questioning Bob and Harry, Eleanor carefully turned over the big antique hourglass by the stove and just stood there a moment watching the sand run through. When it was finished it would be time to take the meat out of the oven. She kept an eye on the driveway too, looking out for Maxine and Laurence.

Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Words for Wednesday


The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.

This month the words are supplied by  ME and can be found right here.

This week's words are:

1. noose
2. moose
3. soon
4. omen
5. shoe
6. onion

and/or:

1. hourglass
2. fireplace
3. fragment
4. paradise
5. discussing
6. wondering

use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.

let the creativity begin!