Farewell Duchess – Go chase pigeons in heaven…

In 2009, it was agreed that our son, Christopher could have a Border Collie, so the search began.

It soon became apparent that there would be a wait, so put our name down with two breeders. Unexpectedly, the wait was not so long, one of the breeders had a puppy, in a new litter, that was not traditionally marked, and therefore not quite as desirable to others. We went for a visit and it was decided that we would return in six weeks time to bring our little Duchess home to join our family.

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At the same time we had started a search for a ragdoll cat, surprisingly our new family members arrived at our home within a week or so of each other. The blue ragdoll was named Banjo, after the famous Australian poet, Banjo Patterson.

But this story is about our Duchess. While she was not the prettiest when she was born, it was soon evident that she was growing into a beautiful dog, not only in appearance, but also in nature. Her kennel was placed outside Christopher’s bedroom window, and as soon as she was able, Duchess would spend her time on top of the kennel rather than in it, that way she was able to be nearer to her Christopher! A very strong bond was forming.

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Memories of Family, Friends and Food

It has been a little while, but I am still here!

We have finished up for the year and have been concentrating on preparations for the Festive Season.

We have not had a Christmas tree for a couple of years now, so I was determined to have one this year. When I pulled the garlic from the garden and hung it to dry, I decided that it would be central to our decorations, it looked just like a cream coloured Christmas tree! Garlic Tree 3-r

I then chose to purchase a living tree, potted it into a nice green (heavy!) pot, and set it, together with my garlic tree, in our front entrance. They stayed as they were for a week or so.

Trees in place - rThen the day after we closed down for the break, I climbed up the ladder to pull down the decorations, unpacked them, carefully selected the ones that had sentimental value, that had been given to us by family and friends, some that I had made in years gone by, and others that we had collected on our travels. Everything else was packed back up, I went back up the ladder and put them all away.

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This year we will be catching up with various members of our family, but not all, so the next job on hand was to send packages of Christmas Cheer from our home to those that we could not be with. A rush job saw puddings, cakes, preserves and biscuits produced, packaged and despatched. Continue reading

Julie your quilt. A gift from Family

Recently we took a little break and travelled home to be with my gorgeous sisters and to visit our beautiful mum. I say home, because that is still what we call it, it is the home that we all grew up in, and love so very much.

After a five plus hour road trip, we arrived at home to find Sonnie and Jan working hard in the garden, they had arrived earlier in the day and had done some amazing work tidying things up.

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Fairy Tales & Love

Following on from my previous post, I had been asked to help our son, Christopher, to keep them here until a specified time on the Sunday. This was easy, so I sent a quick message to he and Olivia, as follows:

Ok guys, I hope that you don’t need to leave early on Sunday…  We have a farmer’s market here in Maffra on Sunday morning…  But I desperately want to take you to the Port of Sale – yes, there is a port in Sale.  There is so much to see and do, but I REALLY want to take you to the gallery. There is a piece there that is absolutely amazing, and there may even be something that the boys may be interested in.  Then maybe an early afternoon sausage sizzle at home before you leave

It worked, but we didn’t make it to the farmer’s market, instead, after a leisurely breakfast we traveled to nearby Sale and went to the Gippsland Art Gallery (we are so very lucky to have a gallery of this caliber on our doorstep).

The piece that I wanted the family to see was by local artist Klara Jones, entitled “Allerleirauh” and based on a story Allerleirauh, by the Brothers Grimm (1819), and Klara has cited the following: Continue reading

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