miniature

Time is a flurry of housework and mothering for me at the moment.  I feel like everything is going so fast - and I cannot keep up.  So I have chosen not too.  Of course there is the washing and dishes to keep up with and feeding us all - but to tidy and do the groundhog day cleanup each and every day - I am letting go of that at the moment.

We are sick yet again.  It's Miss G's grade 6 graduation dinner this week.  I have to finish the place cards.

I adjusted my dress as I felt it was a bit 'showy'.  Some antique and vintage lace, new shiny patent heels and a black necklace should do the trick.

The transition from school to school to school for Miss G in the last 18 months has been huge.  She has been so strong, but still I worry about her.  She reminds me of me, holds it together and then seems to show a bit of anxiety.  We talk lots and I pray she has good role models and some new friends come into her life.  She is blessed to have a kindred little spirit at her school  They actually really remind me of Anne Shirley and Diana!

My first ever harvest of organic garlic has turned out well, I should have planted some more.  This might last us about three months!

Master S and his best mate Master T went fossicking on Sunday after church.... They came home with treasures for me to sell at my stall!  How sweet!  They found some amazing things too!  They will definitely have to take a cut for these!  I will wrap some jute around these legs to give it a new lift.

And a gloss red table - cute and quirky.

I am in love with making miniature gardens... the dreams of little wonderlands is never ending.  I made some little nests this morning.

Squiggly Rainbow is on the waiting list for two big local markets.... but this Saturday we are going to be at a smaller community market in Monbulk.  It is at St Georges Church, on the main street, by the roundabout.... Maybe you will come and visit me and have a trip to the hills!

Lots has been happening, we lost Mr DCT's great grandmother and fare-welled her yesterday.  The boys attended their first funeral and handled it so well.  Family drama flaws me at times.  Greed and selfishness lead to such pain and destruction.

This past week many contemplative thoughts have been running around my head.  It is not new to come to conclusions about destruction, pain and loss.  I think my conclusion is that selfishness and greed overshadow what is right and what is good and what is love.

Sometimes I love reading blogs when I can get to know the blogger and relate to their thoughts and feel that connection.  I am wary to discuss these major thoughts I have had of late as it really will open huge cans of worms.  Why do we sweep aside passionate issues and shrug our shoulders and mandate that we all have an opinion and what is right is given no worth - because in the end they are just opinions.  What about integrity?

What do you think?  Is it important to blog and discuss what we are passionate about?  Or do you readers prefer skimmed surfaces?

Much Love Rach xx

pretty things

I love to be around beauty.  Beauty for me is maybe not what beauty is to you.  It's about aesthetics and kindness and honesty to me.  

An old school friend is about to have her long awaited bub... it gave me the opportunity to make something baby oriented... it felt strangely odd making for baby.  Very nice though - I often imagine having another girl - oh so pretty.  I would definitely try my hand at making a Steiner Doll if it were to be.  I have had my time I think, or maybe not.  Who know's what the future holds for babes.

Maybe this needs some gorgeous feathers too.... mmmm?  I have a thing for feathers.  Well, most all things natural in art and creating these days.  It's the natural untouched beauty.  Authenticity and perfection.

It's pretty from my seat here as I type - it makes me happy.  Poor Mr DCT has no room for that electric go-cart battery construction -but it is just not aesthetically pleasing to have it on my craft table.

I have been enjoying the company of a new creative group - my first online interactive community next to this blog that is somewhat intriguing.  I have never been one for deeper online communities - but meeting so many other creative and perhaps shall I say seemingly ditsy people is blessing me!

Creations for boys are quite few and far between, so I am trying to even things up a bit.  Paper bunting with Vintage World Atlas's with this gorgeous twill have been the latest off the machine.  Tomorrow I will bring them down to the stall.

I feel like I am rambling away - have lot's of thoughts going around my head!

Much Love Rach xo

went camping

The week away at Wilson's Promontory was just fab.  Once we left in the morning - bags packed - the sun was shining and peace had arrived.  I think our preparedness for positive attitudes to accompany us was the key ingredient in setting up camp.  Tidal River and the whole national park is one of the most magical spots.

Our children were amazing.  It always feels great when you are out of the home, and your kidlets are so well behaved, polite and caring.  It was truly a blessing, each and every day they helped out with dishes, spoke kindly and enjoyed the outdoors.  We camped with some good friends - friends who have had a personal crisis of late. Our children were so observant of the differences in our families - they were perhaps humbled.

Master J and his life-long friend Master E were even excited as the two youngest to do some washing up!

If not riding their bikes, skim boarding, swimming or hiking, they would pop themselves down with a book.  The feeling of being blessed can't describe how nice it felt to see my children content and happy to sit down and read.

Master J learned how to ride his bike without training wheels... then there was no stopping him.  Wilson's Prom is the same place Master S conquered this skill about 5 years ago!

I had lots of time to read a trashy novel.  My embroidery kept my crafting on the run.  My once upon a time sewing box that initially had my sewing and craft stash completely contained has now become my travelling craft box.

I'm not sure if this will become some loom art, or maybe I will sew it onto a cushion.  

It's great to be home - and I'm glad I still have nature around me - feeling blessed.

Much Love Rach xx

feels like new

A lovely new friend helped by taking charge of moving my furniture around in the house.  I have felt ready to pack and move, not sure where - but that is how claustrophobic and unorganised I have been feeling.

That dark blue angel has been visiting again.  I took myself off to the docs today and have realised with her help that I seem to be encountering more of a premenstrual depression known as premenstrual dysphoric disorder.  For about 3 weeks I am feeling good, then for two weeks I am not.  I am trying a mega dose of B6 and some Evening Primrose and breathing.  I hope I feel better soon.

This afternoon was horrible, Mr DCT has gone to pick up the kidlets and do swimming - so I won't see them for almost 4 hours.  Feels like a break I have needed - and tomorrow we are headed off camping.  I do hope it is the r & r I need, but I am a bit worried it's going to be too much.  I am thinking positive thoughts and taking more deep breaths.

Here are some snaps of my new craft space that I am sitting in and it is making me feel happy - I may just sit here a while and take more deep breaths.

Much Love Rach xo

making

I just whipped these up - so cute and fun.  On our way to the Royal Childrens Hospital last week with Master S, we discovered a miniatures shop at the Queen Victoria Markets.  I was able to buy my little pets for these miniature gardens....

 The toadstools were made by Miss G and hand painted by me.  And my little cottages were fun to make!  Thrifted vases and jars, pebbles, potting soil, plants from my garden and a secret ingredient to stop mould (a piece of charcoal from our fire grated finely and sprinkled over the pebbles).

 

Much Love Rach xx

I'm back

What a busy week.  Rain.  Catching up with Friends and Family.  Miss G collapsed.  Hospital.  All is okay.  Adverse reaction to pain.  Head cold.  Negotiations about a pet rat.  More rain.

I tried my hand at some miniature ceramic modelling - it's not something I think I would do often, but I have some lovely little pieces for my next project.

Here are some of the latest dresses....

I have just read a wonderful blog post here today - great things to think about.  I am going to go and hibernate this head cold away.  Creative Space here today too!

Much Love Rach xx