The view from here

 

This week I have entered the world of the digital SLR camera and I have been playing. I always take lots of photographs and so I am excited about the greater possibilities at my disposal now!

 

While I have been out and about playing this week, I have been reminded to be grateful for a different perspective on my home town. Living in a remote centre means there is a sense of community and space to live and enjoy but with benefits there are always drawbacks.

 

 



By looking at my home through the viewfinder I have enjoyed the mining history that is left for us to see, the beauty of our surroundings and remembers to stop and count the stars. Instead of wishing for time out somewhere else to regenerate my cultural, retail, foodie self I have remembered what I get to see and live in every day. People travel from all over the world to stay where I live!

 

 

Is there something you have done this week that has reminded you to be grateful? Enjoy your weekend. I am rugging up and getting out there...

Kate x

Linking with 52 weeks of grateful over at Village Voices :)

If you go down to the woods today...

A cold wind blows through town and we all rug up and start to prepare for the Teddy Bear's Picnic!

This will be my fifth and last Teddy Picnic and although it is generally freezing, sometimes raining and full of enough teddy treats to over-excite any small child, I am a little sad. My baby will be in primary school next year. Too big for Teddy  picnics? Surely not!



 

Teddies under blankets...a good place to be this week! Brrrr!!!

Teddy madness in my kitchen

Teddy paw cupcakes

Miss B sporting some very fetching Teddy ears!

We will certainly need a scarf at the very least. There will certainly be children up early tomorrow and ready for school in record time. There will certainly be a few lighter purses by the time the children have hit the teddy treat stall and there will probably be a little tear from me and some other mummies as we pass to the next phase of school life.
Stay warm and remember...if you go down to the woods today, you'd better go in disguise!

Kate xx

Umbrellas up...




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I love the smell of rain on the dry ground, I love the sound of rain on a tin roof, I love the feeling of anticipation as a storm builds.

 

 

It rained here last week. We don't have many rainy days and often our yearly rainfall comes in short, loud storms rather than with the gentle pitter patter on our roofs. This time we got to savour the wetness, shake off the cobwebs and unfurl our umbrellas, use our windscreen wipers.

my wet street

Rain makes me remember playing in the mud, wearing rubber boots and walking to the dam to see if there was water running in, watching little gutters fill to become rivers where we pretended to fish, playing 'Swallows and Amazons' with my brothers in a little swamp outside the garden fence.

A treasure from the family album! (1979)



Even though I live in 'town' now and rain means time cooped up inside with little people at work and home, I can't help being excited or checking to see how much rain there has been. My garden loves it but the sight of so much water running down the street when someone would give anything to catch a little of it does make me feel a bit sad. One of my favourite saying is

"anyone who thinks sunshine is

pure happiness

has never danced in the rain"

 

 

Are you a weather watcher? How does rain make you feel?

 

Happy Sunday xx