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Creativeness strikes again

Finally I have finished this crochet blanket that has been on again, off again and then on again. Possibly one of the most colourful blankets I have ever made and so soft and warm.

20131229_100747Perfect little knee rug 🙂 I would be tempted to have it as a baby blanket but all the gaps in the centre of the circles would make perfect places for fingers and toes to get caught. I’ll have to work on making them smaller if I ever make another one.

Also created a simple little crochet hat, for a little baby, not that I’m expecting, I just think it is really cute to make all these colourful little things 🙂

20131229_100819I wonder what my next project will be after binding this lovely surprise quilt ….

Dedication, Patience and Faith

Some of you may already know about my business and upcoming website, which has taken a little longer than expected.

Many months ago it all started with an idea, an idea which was not only to help myself with locating things on the internet but also to help others. I’m crafty and creative by nature, holding down a 9-5 job in an office is not my idea of work, its more like a prison sentence and many other crafty people will agree with me here.

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Offices felt like a prison

Due to the situation at the time and people telling me to ‘get a real job’ or ‘get a normal job’ I went ahead and worked in these offices day after day, week after week, month after month never really succeeding in working in an enjoyable business.

The only thing for me to come out of working was the pay, it wasn’t the kind that would make me wealthy so I could afford everything I ever dreamed of, but it was enough for me at the time to save up and also spend a little on myself, that was until the stress of everything going on at work started making me sick.

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Work is supposed to be fun, enjoyable, something you get out of bed for and can’t wait to start because you are so excited to see just what the day has in store. This job just wasn’t it. Due to a wonderful happening, I met my amazing partner and a couple months later I threw in the towel and gave up work, I was stressed almost beyond repair, 27 and it felt like I was having a mid life crisis already.

After some time off to recover I then started to wonder what I was going to do next, we couldn’t survive on just his wage, I couldn’t expect him to do all the work for the rest of his life, that wouldn’t be fair on him.

I took to pen and paper and wrote a list of all the skills and talents I have, all the qualifications and also all the things I enjoy doing the most and I came up with a wonderful business idea, but that was all it was, just an idea.

A wonderful idea
A wonderful idea

Determination played a big part in transforming this idea into reality, determination which came from me seeing the situation we were in and thinking ‘enough is enough’ I wasn’t about to see my wonderful partner work himself to the bone just so we could survive.

Although I couldn’t see exactly how this was all going to piece together, I decided to do what I could at the time and I believed that bit by bit the rest would unfold, and it did!

I started forming the database for the website and getting as much information as I could, all the while I was searching online how to put it all together and make it work. The challenge was of course, how to make it all work on a budget, there wasn’t a spare couple thousand dollars sitting in the account for a rainy day. Changes had to be made in the way of spending so as to afford this new business project, just the same as money is set aside for Christmas and Birthdays.

There was still one piece of the puzzle I was needing to achieve and although it was just another piece, it was a very important piece. Putting together the business means contracts, plans, agreements not to mention, setting up financial tables and doing all the registering necessary to make it a business. This is the commitment part, the point of no return, once it is all signed, sealed and delivered then you have to commit.

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Missing piece

For something this big I wasn’t about to go it alone and a good friend told me about a course I could take where I could get all the help I needed in doing this, so this then became my next stepping stone and I took hold of it with both hands and never looked back.

Since completing the course, I am officially a business owner, I get to work my own hours from home in a business I thoroughly enjoy. There are still a few things that are a bit daunting here and there but the more I do them, the easier it gets 🙂 Though my website is not yet online, I am much happier than I have been in a long time, I have achieved something that if you had told me 2 years ago I would do, I would have probably smiled and kept walking.

Every day I am excited to get out of bed and work, that’s how it should be for all of us, even on a Sunday, best thing is, the more work I do now to perfect the website, the easier it is for me later and eventually I won’t even have to work eight or even five hours a day. I’m predicting that in a maybe a years time I will only need to work perhaps a total of 12 hours a week. Now that is certainly a goal worth working hard for 🙂

Incredible Duct Tape Surfing

I’m not sure how many people out there know about this wonderful and amazing story, whether it is known overseas or just in Australia.

In the town of Elliston just a short drive from my hometown of Port Lincoln in South Australia, there is a lovely lady by the name of Pascale Honore who had a car accident some 18 years ago which left her a paraplegic which, you would think, left her dreams of surfing shattered. Pascale fell in love with the town of Elliston many years ago for the surf and the quiet and relaxing lifestyle, she also loves to watch her kids surf the waves that break on the reef just outside of town. Though she loved watching them it frustrated her immensely that she couldn’t be out there enjoying the surf with them.

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Surf at Elliston

Determined not to let her disability get to her, she got on with life but while waiting for the day she would walk again she wondered what to do, then it dawned on her, why not pursue her surfing dream? Thats when Ty, a professional diver and good friend of one of her sons, came up with a plan that would result in Pascale being able to surf thanks to a backpack, a roll of duct tape and a whole lot of courage.

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The backpack which Pascale wears.

How does this work, well the backpack now has leg holes cut in the bottom for Pascale’s legs, once her legs are in the holes she is lifted onto Ty’s back and another helper winds the duct tape around the pair’s shoulders, waists and legs.

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Getting strapped in.

Many people thought they were crazy and offered all kinds of suggestions like practicing with a 45kg backpack first, not a great idea considering it is a dead weight and not buoyant like a person is. They first practiced being towed behind a mate’s jet ski on flat water and found that they could do it, so it was then on to bigger and better things.

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Their very first wave

Ty and Pascale were strapped together and then on a surfboard they were towed out to the well known Blackfella’s reef break where the surfers in the water at the time, couldn’t quite believe what was going on but soon saw an amazing sight. Ty and Pascale’s first wave was a success, a wonderful memory that neither will ever forget, especially Pascale who remembers looking up and seeing all the colours of the wave above their heads and then feeling as though it was all over too soon.

The fun doesn’t stop there though, they have even been scuba diving together and they have been shark cage diving!

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Scuba Diving

Their next goal is a road trip in an old Toyota Coaster bus with a wheelchair lift, over to the Western Australian coast where pro surfer Ry Craike has promised to tow them into a big wave off Kalbarri. With a new surfboard thanks to Fanatic Surfboards and a duct tape sponsorship, the pair are floating on cloud nine and can’t wait for the big day.

1003311_167886713393453_165747577_nYou can follow their amazing story on Facebook by searching Duct Tape Surfing or simply clicking the link, if you are wanting to donate towards their road trip click here and you can take a look at their website which gives a reward for donations. 🙂

 

 

Old family values

We’ve read how Henry and Phillippa came to be together, Henry was very much the gentleman back then and was for the rest of his life. He formed a relationship with Phillippa which possibly wasn’t based on love to begin with but after time it blossomed into the most beautiful love of all.

Phillippa and Henry taught their children many important values in life, the importance of honesty, civic spirit and the acceptance of responsibility. They also encouraged their children to adopt spiritual values along with the need to care for and protect women. For a wonderful example of the latter, their children had only but to look at the relationship between their mother and father and the way they treated and responded to each other.

Family Values Sign

All their sons, and their wives had an equality in marriage, especially in financial decision making, which made for real partnerships. This in many respects, was very unusual for the times, but this was the reality. Their daughter Emily, being brought up in this environment, expected likewise, and she was treated similarly by her husband. To this family, any other partnership was not a real partnership.

 

Super Sweet Blogging Award

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I have been nominated for the Super Sweet Award for bloggers!

My new friend Susan at http://ladyflowersbysusan.wordpress.com/ nominated me.

To accept the award I have to do five things:

1. Thank Susan for nominating me.

2. Answer 5 Super Sweet questions.

3. Include the Super Sweet logo in this post. You see it above.

4. Nominate a baker’s dozen other bloggers for this award.

5. Notify my nominees on their blogs.

Here are the Super Sweet questions:

1. Cookies or Cake??? Cake, the sky is the limit when it comes to creativity with them.

2. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate of course, who could resist.

3. Favorite Sweet Treat? My home made Rocky Road

4. When Do You Crave Sweets?  While watching tv in the evenings.

5.  Sweet Nickname? Chickadee

Now for my nominees:

1. http://toemail.wordpress.com

2. http://athousandquiltedcranes.wordpress.com

3. http://talinorfali.wordpress.com

4. http://ahundredyearsago.com

5. http://dreamingofwh.wordpress.com

6. http://lesleycarter.wordpress.com

7. http://fortheknitofit.wordpress.com

8. http://textiletraditions.wordpress.com

9. http://www.perisspiceladle.com

10. http://funlovingliving.com

11. http://gegallas.wordpress.com

12. http://happylittlekiwi.com

13. http://thefamilykalamazoo.wordpress.com

Visit these Super Sweet bloggers. you won’t be sorry 🙂

Tags: Sweet, Friends, Craft, Art, Photography, Design

Modern day angels renew my faith in humanity

I saw a wonderful sight today, I’d just dropped my partner off at work (he is an interstate truck driver) and on my way home, with him following behind me in his truck for part of the way. We encountered the usual traffic and traffic lights, everyone wanting to get home after work etc.

We were stopped at this big intersection waiting for the lights to change in our favour, it was going to be awhile, about 5 roads meet at this intersection. Anyway, what caught my eye was this young little boy happily pushing his mum across the road in her wheelchair on the other side of the intersection. Nothing unusual there until I looked away at the cars in the car yard, dreaming of one day owning a nice new car when I looked back to the little boy and found him by the empty wheelchair on the other side of the road. They had crossed the road safely but the boy had trouble pushing his mum up the little ramp onto the sidewalk so they could continue on along the sidewalk.

Looking closer I saw his mum had fallen out of the wheelchair, half on the little ramp and half on the sidewalk, thankfully not on the road, with the boy standing by her helplessly. In that moment, in the blink of an eye, two guys from different cars waiting at the lights closest to them, rushed out of their cars, raced across the road which was 3 lanes of traffic and helped get the boy’s mum back in her wheelchair and back onto the sidewalk.

They managed this and still got back to their own cars a moment after the lights had changed to keep the traffic flowing. How amazing is that? This wonderfully kind gesture and helping hand has really restored my faith in humanity, that there are nice people out there who help those in need even if they are a complete stranger.

The long awaited ….

This quilt I started about 5 months ago or there about, it was one of those projects that just got put on the back burner for awhile until the past couple of days when I got around to finishing it and I am quite happy with how it looks and I love all the colour in it. This is only the ‘face’ of the quilt, I’ve yet to add the wadding and back, I’m also thinking of adding a boarder just to give it a big extra length.

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For those who are looking at the photo and thinking to themselves ‘nothing really matches, nothing lines up’ well that’s the way I like to work, I like rustic, I like different. If I was after something perfect that matched up and was the same as thousands of others, then I would have gone to a store and bought it 🙂

Being creative is something I really enjoy and I think this quilt is going to add a great bit of colour to a lovely old recliner I have which has a lot of special memories for me.

Surprise for the day

Sorry for not posting for a few days, it was my Birthday just a couple days ago and it has also been extremely hot here lately, think it might have fried my brain on one of those days. Needless to say, the air conditioner got a work out and poor Lola was a bit frazzled too, inside it was nice and cool and she wanted to play, but when she was outside running around by herself for a few minutes, she soon realised it was too hot and just napped on the cool bathroom tiles.

I received many lovely Birthday wishes and some very nice gifts but the one that blew me away (and one that I think will come in handy with my genealogy) was a book I was given from family members which was written by a distant cousin which is all about my grandpa’s family.

After just a quick flick through the book it confirmed my thoughts that my family, or at least my mum’s side of the family, have been living in South Australia for many generations. They came out from Cornwall years and years ago as miners and worked primarily in Moonta but some were over in Burra and Kapunda and others resided in Port Lincoln, Cleve, Adelaide, Wallaroo, Verran and many other places.

My distant cousin looks to have started doing genealogy and this book on the family for the same reasons I started, we both wanted to know who all these people were in the family, names that we couldn’t put faces to, stories that seemed true but not quite. He started with my great great great grandfather Henry Symons, later to become Henry Simmons when he came to Australia, also known by many in Moonta as ‘Uncle Arr’ Simmons (President of the Amalgamated Miners Association.)

20130106_130730 20130106_130826Above, comic drawing of my great great great grandfather Henry Symons (Simmons) and below that, a portrait of him when he was about 60 where he looks to have the most amazing blue eyes. Below this photo is reads ‘Henry, aged about 60 years. He was famous for not wearing a tie and wore what we now call grandfather shirts with collar and stud. For this portrait the photographer must have supplied the tie.’

Sounds a bit like my family already, we aren’t big on wearing ties or being all dressed up unless the occasion calls for it, which suits me just fine, being comfortable is more important to me though I am certainly not a ‘bum’.

I cant wait to read more into this book and see what it unearths. I’ll keep you posted and let you know what I find out, the book though is some 320 pages long and more with certificates and photos towards the back, it might sound a little silly but I feel like a little kid in a candy store right now.

Take care 🙂

Progress

Between the shopping, the cleaning, the cooking and the cuppas, I put together yet another of my cute little bags, this time a red one for another good friend of mine, Monique. Just because I can and because its nice to make people smile 🙂

On top of this, I made progress on another 5 of these little cuties.

All thats missing on these sweeties are the handles and the lining, I’ll keep you posted and show you all the finished products 🙂

This has certainly boosted my creativity level, not to mention my confidence and happiness too 🙂

ISNANARIN?

This was a poem written by my late Great Grandfather for his wife. I’m sure once you read it, you will understand the story and why it was written and if not, then I’ll explain it at the bottom of the poem.

ISNANARIN?

Two little girls come prancing down the street

looking so tidy so prim and so neat

as usual with flowers arranged as a posey

chosen so carefully and carried so cosy

Their flaxen hair brushed and tied up with ribbon

sometimes red, or blue, or yellow with dots

They cross over the road and enter the shop

and breathlessly call out ‘are you there Pop?’

I answer back and say ‘here I am

getting this lady some bread and some ham.’

So up they both come and show me their flowers

I say ‘how lovely, must have taken you hours.’

They say ‘no, we soon gathered them in

“Please Pop – isnanarin?’

Three little ‘cubs’ come bursting right in

‘we just called to see you’ they say with a grin

we’re off to the scout hall to do our drill

like “Do this , do that – now stand perfectly still”

Then off they go with a ‘yike’ and a ‘yowel’

and soon on the air floats a discordant howl

Later that evening they come sauntering back

with tales of thir prowess in their wolf cub pack

And badges and ribbons to prove its no bull,

so I listen and nod and decide, lifes never dull

Then comes the query above all the din

“Please Pop – isnanarin?”

On Saturday morning when busy with shoppers

up draws a Holden with pack rack and four toddlers

Its Jack and his family to select the weeks goods

like groceries and veges and fruit and new spuds

While I serve customers who come in time to time

Barbara gets her goods ready and sets them in line

The toddlers ‘Lindy’ and ‘Carol’ and new baby ‘Heather’

look round and usually find where the lolls are all together

While Ashley the eldest just looks at the comics

and reads about Batman and all Phantom frolics

Then they all come and ask with a grin

“Please Pop – isnanarin?”

Two little girls still come down the street

and three young cubs scouts call in every week

The Holden still comes to the shop on a Sat

while Pop carries on selling this and serving that

But no longer do voices call out when they get in

“Please Pop – isnanarin?’

For Nana has now gone away overseas

to visit relations and give them a squeeze

To smell the sweet violets and primroses too

when Spring follows Winter and chills of the flu

To sit in the park after rain is all gone

or buzz off to town where shopping is done

And return to her sister whose house she now lives in

and perhaps in her dreams hears a whisper

“Please Pop – isnanarin?”

Written by A.I.R Cross 16/02/1972

This beautiful poem is the one my Great Grandfather wrote for his wife Iris when she went back to England to be with family and he thought that she would never return to him. All the people mentioned in the poem are uncles and aunts of mine, even my mum is mentioned in the poem.

For those who may not have worked it out, isnanarin? = is nana in? Family members would call into Nan and Pop’s shop all the time and for awhile one of the questions was ‘isnanarin?’ they all wanted to know if she was back or when she would be back. It took awhile and a few trips overseas before Iris settled for good here in Australia and realised that her family was here, all around her.