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Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

yesterday I went for a walk....

 ....and took my camera along. Not that going for a walk is a novelty for me in recent times, its just that I actually took the camera rather than the binoculars! Maybe I need to back track a little and fill you in on the missing month of visibility in this little space. 

Life has been busy with family. And thats not unusual of course with so many offspring and all the trials and tribulations - and many joys - that go along with that. With one son coming home to spend 2 weeks in isolation with us and a son-in-law that needed me to spend time with him after major jaw surgery, I've found my time eaten up with 'needs'!! I was also working on my course and ebook which hasn't been going along all that smoothly - mainly due to my own fears and feelings of 'what do I know about this subject' - which resulted in too much stress and elevated blood pressure. 

So that brings me back to the topic of walking. In order to relax and destress, I've taken to walking and birdwatching - two or three times a day. I don jumpers and a wind proof jacket and head out either with binoculars and phone for identification or just as I am. I wander up the hill, through the paddock, past the stands of tall gums and beside the next door timber plantation. If it's dryish I make myself a bed of bracken fern and lay down in between tall grass tussocks to watch cloud formations and the gentle sway of the tall eucalypts. When the weather is changeable and there's intermittent showers, I pull up the hood of my jacket and simply walk.... inhaling lungfuls of cold, crisp air and revelling in the elements. 

Yesterday I swapped the usual binoculars for my camera thinking that I might document all the loveliness that I'm so fortunate to have access to for the time being. It's late winter which means theres been lots of rain so everywhere is mossy and moist and lush and simply beautiful!



When I leave the cottage and head to the left, theres a big grassy area and on the edges are a few wattles that have been profusely flowering for a week or two. The smell is heavenly and I always stop by to inhale deeply - and to spend a few minutes observing the small birds that flitter about amongst the blossoms.


Following along the edges of the forest means I can peek into the parts that really don't see any winter sun and are therefore very moist and mossy. There are a variety of fallen trees and branches all artfully arranged in lichen (that symbiotic relationship between a fungus and an algae), which causes such beautiful patterning on rotting wood and damp rocks. 



And mosses, oh so many mossy rocks and crevices! I try really hard to only walk between the mosses because I still, even in my adulthood, feel that maybe there are fairies making use of the soft tufts. That maybe the large spaces are used for fairy dances and the small, raised lumps for soft and cushioned seats. I know, I know....but moist and mossy places just seem like they're enchanted, don't you think?  


Onward and upward I go. Back out into the open to continue up the track to the lone tree at the top. I like this part because my very favourite place to be is right on top of hills or mountains. I feel most alive when I'm right up high and looking down on the world and this beautiful property has views in abundance! 


This aspect is looking to the north east which is back towards the town of Sheffield. We have had enough rain and some lengthening sunny days so the grass is greening up again after the winter die-off. I also get a good lungful of pungent cow manure from the farmers cows!


Along the rickety old fence I go and past the eucalyptus nitens plantation on the block next door. There are always bird calls of various kinds coming from in there and I intend to explore there soon. It's dark and gloomy but has a good feeling none the less and since the forest floor is quite bare, except for layers of fallen leaves, it will be quite easy to wander about in. 


At the other end of the hilltop, there is another view this time to the south. That distant brown patch is another plantation that was cut down a few months ago and is now being allowed to return to pasture. I love the checkerboard look of fields and trees in all their myriad greens. 


Swinging again to the right of the paddock, I come to a large patch of last years thistles, now dry and brown. Amongst the thistles and tussocks of tall grasses is where I've seen a small flock of Brown Quail.  I've tried several times to creep up on them but each time they surprise me first and burst from the ground cover in a mad flurry of wings, only to land in the dense grass further along....and certainly well out of my sight! 



Back into the bush I go and here too it's abundantly green. There's tall trees, small mossy hillocks and lichen crusted fallen giants. The patterns on the long dead wood is often so beautiful especially when its combined with the various lichen that slowly but surely covers them. 


Amongst the eucalypts are the slightly smaller Blackwood trees (acacia melanoxylon). They are related to the wattle tree I saw earlier in my walk, however they are far more useful to the timber industry. Same little puffball flowers only less of them and certainly not as golden yellow but amongst the other tree's they are still rather pretty. 


Since this side of the hill faces south as well, with no winter sunshine, there's a lot of moss here but also a type of plant called a liverwort. Ive always been fascinated by them...so much so that my youngest daughter and I did a project on them for our homeschool one year. They are simply amazing to look at - all fleshy and moist - and so interesting in their behaviour. I spent a while sitting and pondering the liverwort colony before heading out into the more open bush and sunlight. 


Almost back to the cottage again but first I had to snap a few pics of the fat green gum nuts. I've only subjected you to one photo but believe me I took some from all angles!!! These gums flowered in autumn and I suppose thats why the nuts are still green, although as the weather warms I'm sure they will dry out and brown and eventually drop off to be replaced with the beginnings of next years blossoms. Isn't nature amazing?

And that dear friends, was my walk with camera! As I said, usually its the binoculars that head out with me (and sometimes even Stuy!) but I wanted to share what Ive been up to while I've been absent. I am slowly de-stressing using a combination of walking, diet and mindfulness practices. I'm hoping to stop by and see what you have all been up to in recent times and to be inspired to get back into posting regularly. 

Till then, much love - Evi 

Here is a link to some lichen information I found.

And a link to some Blackwood specifications.

If you are interested, this link will take you to a wonderful site about liverworts. Click on the little cameras there and see them in all their magnified glory!!!

Edited to add that I've linked in with Peabea Scribbles and her Tuesday Link Up that I just happened to see after I'd clicked post!!! 

Sunday, May 10, 2020

we've moved!





Yes, we have upped sticks (and bus and belongings) and moved to this glorious piece of paradise!
While Stu and I both enjoyed the company of Bee and house mates, Stu is a lot less of a social butterfly than I am and he needed more of the quiet life. Our oldest son owns this gloriously situated acreage and suggested we move into the cottage since it was empty. This is where Stuy has been working for the past few months - fixing up all manner of things on the cottage - readying it for rental as an AirBnB. Isn't it just the most amazing outlook?

It's been an interesting week for sure. Just me and my Best Man, birds of all varieties, a few deer that pass through now and again....and my thoughts.  I am learning/trying to be more content with being alone. But it's not easy. I love people. I love socialising. I love organising. I love inspiring. And I love being inspired by those around me. I've also not been on my own for over 30 years so I'm used to all of the above! Its truly not easy for me to not have someone around all day but I'm getting better at motivating myself and am almost enjoying this very alone time! Almost.

Fortunately restrictions are somewhat easing here so I did have a visit from Oldest Daughter and her two small girls. The girls and I went on a bush bashing adventure and followed wallaby trails through tall paddock grass, while their mama relaxed on the verandah. Both girls needed a good run around in the fresh air and sunshine.

And so did I.


Wednesday, April 15, 2020

good morning!


I spent a (now quite rare) morning in golden solitude. I'm a lover of people, fun and socialising but all this very close living, coupled with the shenanigans over the weekend, have given me a renewed sense of needing alone time. The young ones slept in, Stuy headed off to work and I made myself a nice cup of Rooibos and settled down to the puzzle we started yesterday.

It was lovely.

But just a little noisy....

.....my daughters beloved guinea pigs were playing a strenuous game of hide and seek with much squeaking and jumping about. The budgie decided now was a good time to let the world know it was a new morning and everybody needed to get up! And outside, in the not-for-much-longer-vacant block next door the workers started up their diggers and proceeded to shout instructions over the machinery noise!

Aaah!! Bliss! Everything is just as it should be!


Monday, April 6, 2020

lazy sunday (and thoughts on monday)















I should call this post 'Lazy Sunday...for some that live in this house' since it was only Stuy and I that lazed about! He was feeling worn-out from a busy few weeks of work and I was just feeling...uuuumm...lazy!

We woke up to heavy rain which did then turn into a sunny morning but with a very chilly wind and our first snow for the year!! I'm not a fan of the cold weather but it was exciting none the less, with blue, blue sky and a dusting of white! We left the young ones with a very large pile of firewood to move and stack (did I mention that only some of us were feeling lazy?) and headed up to our sons property where Stuy works during the week. It's beautiful and isolated - which is important to mention since we are abiding by the new rules - and we sat in the sun sheltered from the wind by the wide verandahs.

I think that somehow the worn out feelings stem from all this upheaval thats happening right now. Its quite debilitating always thinking of where we can go, who we can't see, what we must do and so on. And then theres the grief that I'm sure we are all experiencing. I have days of feeling like this too shall pass and everything is fine with me and mine. And then there are the days where it all hits me broadside and I feel small and lost and sad.

Small because I'm realising how tiny I am; how insignificant in the wellbeing of this whole amazing world, my life actually is; how minute my day to day existence is when I hear how humanity is cowering, brought to it's knees by a microscopic organism.

Lost because I've been momentarily derailed; dreams and wishes have been put on hold; outings are non existent; friendships are now by email or messages minus hugs and kisses.

And sad. So sad. This crisis will without a doubt change our lives. It will change the way we go about our daily business. It will change all our everyday doings. I'm a bit of a lover of past ways and slower times and old fashioned life, so the probable changes seem a bit much really.

Today is Monday and I'm feeling all these feels.

However. Most days I can also see the positive aspect of this muddle. I know I'm important and a vital part of the macrocosm. I know I'm loved and needed by my nearest and dearest. I understand that everything is exactly as its meant to be. I can see that there will be amazing new beginnings as well as a yearning for slower living. That a lot of people will question why they've been rushing and looking to material things for gratification. All these things I'm aware of.

But some days are for grieving.

And some are for lazing.

And it's all ok.

xx Evi xx

Saturday, July 22, 2017

visiting home


Ive been gallivanting around the country again but this time I've been home. The place where I grew up.....or fairly close to it anyway! My brother still lives near our childhood home and its always lovely to come back and be reminded of my roots.

It's funny though, because I do now feel that I have several parts of the country that seem like 'home' to me. There's this area here where I grew up, went to school, moved out with a friend, and spent the early part of my mothering years - this is 'home'. My mother moved to the north NSW coast from here about 20 years ago, so when I visit her now I still feel like I'm home simply because that's where my mum is.

We spent 13 years raising our children in a lovely place on the mid-north coast and I think thats where I feel is where I've truly put down roots. It's where I'd choose to live if I had to stay in one place forever!

There's also the home Im currently living in which is in Tasmania. We've been there for almost 10 years and while its grown on me and its my home at the moment, (and Im happy to be going back there tomorrow) it doesn't really feel like Home. I think its been a place to grow and learn and it has many beautiful memories but its not where my heart really is.

And then theres my feeling of home relating to my Austrian heritage. I long to live there for a few years and really get to know my abundance of relatives and I hope to make it a reality sometime in the future.

Perhaps thats always the way. Perhaps we feel at home anywhere we put down a few roots, share some joys, live through some sorrows and make new friends or enjoy family. Maybe its the familiarity of a place that makes it homier. The more you spend time there meeting people and seeing familiar faces, the better you feel about it. Maybe thats the key. The people.

Yes, it is for me.

How about you?

Sunday, May 10, 2015

happy mothers day


For every woman I know, whether through this blog or in real life.
Whether you are a birth mother or simply just mothering. 

May your day be filled with the joy of sweetly scented flowers, a few good books and the knowledge that all that you do, does make a difference.

With gratitude to all women.
xx 


Sunday, November 23, 2014

essence of poppy










Right now I am truly enjoying the show of poppies in my vegetable garden.
They are everywhere.
Self sown from last years seeds.
They seem so thankful to be growing and bring me joy every time I wander past to turn on sprinklers or rush by on a mission to bring a basket of food to the kitchen.

I can never bear to pull out any baby plants that have had the strength to sprout amongst the weeds - it seems unkind to end their short life when they've had to struggle so hard to gain a hold in paths and rocky ground - so I leave them.

Later, when the plants are fully grown and squeezing too tightly between lettuce, onions or parsley, I discover tightly furled buds and once again I leave them.

My reluctance to cull is rewarded now, with beautiful blooms and a sense of magic in my garden.
I rarely pick any to bring indoors, preferring to enjoy their jewel like beauty in situ.

And I am grateful.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

mabon (autumn equinox)

We have so much before us 
and for this we are grateful. 
We have so many blessings
and for this we are thankful. 
There are others not so fortunate, 
and by this we are humbled.
We shall make an offering in their name
to the goddesses who watch over us,
that those in need, are someday,
as blessed as we are this day. 






 Night and day are once again of equal length but from now until the Winter Solstice, the days are waning and the dark is defeating the light. 
We are now in the second part of the harvest season with apples, nuts, grapes and many other fruits and vegetables ripe for picking and preserving. 
This is a time for celebration of the harvest, a time to reap what we have sown. 
A time to give thanks for the abundance both in the garden and in our lives. 
Another special moment to reflect on our blessings with beloved family. 

I wish you all abundant harvests and good fortune, as we slide gently into the dark times.

Monday, June 3, 2013

this morning

Look, what greeted me when I peeked outside early, early this morning! 
What a glorious start to my day. 
And it wasn't just to the east, but the whole sky was lit with this stunning glow. 







I just wanted to share this beauty, although my photos really don't do it justice. 

Heute früh, ganz früh, war diese Pracht vor mein Fenster.
Unheimlich schön. 
Aber, natürlich schöner in Wirklichkeit als auf meine Foto! 

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

one year on



 My granddaughter turned one today. 
One whole revolution around the sun. 
Hard to believe that 366 mornings ago my Man and I returned home, tired and exhilarated, just as the first rays of the sun were reaching over the countryside. Only the day before, we were simply parents, and then we were grandparents. 
Just like that. 


Friends have asked me how it feels to be a grandmother? Isn't it special? I'm never sure how to answer that. I'm not even sure what they mean. 
Do I feel different? No, not really. 
Is it wonderful? I suppose so. 
I certainly don't feel as if I've finally reached some sort of ultimate goal, a pinnacle of parenting and now am able to rest on my laurels. 
What's more, I'm still mothering young children and in my mind, grandmothers are older, mature and 'childless'. They knit and share brag books at bingo, don't they? They certainly  don't have urges to party hard or stay up all night with friends over some bottles of wine. They aren't still discussing the pros and cons of skimpy skirts with their teens or playing tooth fairy for their 10 year old! 


No, I'm sure they don't. And so I feel like I'm not actually doing my 'job' properly - I don't have the time to create smocked dresses, or take her to the park or even babysit. I'm still home educating three children, running a business, building a house and taming a wild garden..... and that's just the big things! I've yet to feel comfortable with my new label. Grow into it. I need to reevaluate my beliefs. I also need to accept that even when my last three children have grown and moved on, I'll most likely still not live up to my stereo typical granny! 

I might have more time to create her a nice birthday gift or plant a flower garden together but after all these years of having my children with me always, I have a long list of things I'd like to do - like traveling or perhaps studying visual arts or photography or maybe running an online business and trading in shares. 
How to reconcile my need for some 'me' time with my beliefs about grand-parenting? I feel a touch of guilt about that. Shouldn't I be there for my daughter(s) and grandchildren? 


So you see, this grand parenting role is still something I must ruminate on. Sure, it's lovely to see the little Elf and kiss her and snuggle her and of course it brings me pleasure to see my girl excelling in her new role as mother but it certainly isn't an overnight change. It will take some years, I feel, to truly feel comfortable with this new hat that I've been blessed with. Just as I did when I became a new mother, I will need to grow and expand, and slowly fit myself into the new skin that my first born has again gifted me with. 
It will be an ongoing journey.     


Happy first birthday, sweet love child! 
Oma really does love you. 

Unsere kleine Enkelin war heute ein Jahr alt! Ein ganzes Jahr! Kaum zum glauben. 
Und ich bin ein Jahr Oma.
Auch fast nicht zum glauben!  
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