Saturday, February 22, 2014

Strange Plant

I have a couple of money plants, both back and front for good measure. They are supposed to attract financial security, always worth a try!
In one of the pots I discovered a very unusual "flower" type thingy, must be some sort of fungus.

  Does any one have any idea what it is?

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Sewing and other

I bought some nice and firm material when we were holidaying in Nambia. The plan was to make table mats out of it. The cutting out is done and I need to get some matching material for the lining of the mats next time I am near Spotlight. I had the perfect bit of left over to make another bag, what else! This time I omitted the lining but made something similar to flat felled seams. The bag is washable and will be very handy when we go to the Saturday Foodies Markets in Ramsgate.  

 We often eat out on our back deck and when the table is not in use I have this lovely plant with paddle shaped leaves on it. The pot is me-made long time ago. The rocks are from opal mines up near Opalton, between Longreach and Winton.   
The latest addition to the living room is from my very handy 
hubby. He made a lamp out of a disused trypod.

New years thoughts

A few contemplative thoughts at the beginning of the new year. Still nothing much happening on the creative front, mojo gone AWOL. As for my blogging, I am not sure if I should persevere. Sometimes I feel like a real misfit, not a real sewing blog, not enough pottery to call it such, whenever I cook I forget to take a picture etc etc. I also feel apart from a few very loyal friends people seem not terribly interested in what is going on in my neck of the woods. Anyway, enough whingeing, shall see what is happening in this respect.
We have been to the country music festival in Tamworth. Terribly hot place, was definitely to hot to be filming but had to be done anyway.
On several of the back roads we saw cattle droving "on the long paddock". Some people may not know what that means, so here we go: When there is a drought farmers take their herds to graze on council owned strips of land along the road, hence the expression. Breaks your heart to see the animals grazing on nothing but short dry stubble since it is also extremely dry up that 
way. Can only wish for something liquid from the skies for the farmers up that way.