25 December 2010

merry

christmas card shot?

to all who visit here

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23 December 2010

and from last Sunday

fourth Sunday of Advent

The fourth light of Advent
it is the light of man
the light of love, the light of thought
to give and understand.

22 December 2010

solstice weather

after the storm

summer morning

Sun, rain, storms, rainbows. It's all go around here lately.

The children have finished school for the year and are spending their days bouncing on the trampoline, playing soccer, indulging in endless vicious games of Monopoly and watching movies (the new Narnia film at the movies, and dvds here at home).

Son #3 recently displayed a fleeting enthusiasm for cooking and together we spent a day making gingerbread, apple sponge and something else but my brain is fried from Christmas shopping and I can no longer recall what.

The Christmas shopping is complete as of this morning. I thought I was already finished (the kids really only get one or two presents each) but the eldest cheekily reminded me (out of #3's earshot) about the stockings. My god the stockings, they will be the death of me. Gone are the days when I could fill them with chalk, playdough and new coloured pencils.

In other news, I made rice paper rolls for dinner the other day and am still feeling the glow. Another one to add to my rather limited repertoire.

Happy summer [or winter, for you northern types] solstice to you!

20 December 2010

from last week

third Sunday of Advent

The third light of Advent
it is the light of beasts.
The light of hope that we may see
in greatest and in least.

13 December 2010

2011 calendar

calendar 2011

Everyone needs a calendar for the dunny door, right? I made this last night and ordered a shipload to give to the rellies for Christmas.

If you haven't got a 2011 calendar for yourself yet or are in need of another couple of Christmas presents, you might try here. That link will take you to my calendar, but there are others too if mine doesn't float your boat.

12 December 2010

8 December 2010

so, that drought that lasted 11 years?

It broke.

bedraggled

Now we have floods. And bedraggled birds.

Other things:

School finished for the year today for the elder two children and the long summer holidays stretch deliciously in front of them. Son #3 still has ten schooldays left, much to his disgust. His brothers are rubbing it in, of course. Lots of exaggerated sighs of relief and talk of massive sleep-ins.

early summer sunset

The Mighty Cellos are playing with the primary school kids tomorrow night at their end-of-year music concert. The Tarantella features heavily (rather fast for my beginner fingers but I'm keeping up), and the finale is a 'hoedown' which involves waving of bows, footstomping and spinning of cellos, which sends us all into fits of giggles. I'll be handing the camera to either Mr Soup or one of the older boys so stay tuned for some hilarious celli video action here on the blog (once I've seen the footage and vetted it, that is).

garden soldiers

We watched The Dish the other night in preparation for The Great Roadtrip North that's looming. I'd forgotten just what a delightful film it is. (Of course now the boys want to play cricket on the dish). Love the part where the teenage band play the Hawaii Five-O theme music when the American ambassador arrives. And Janine who keeps turning up with baskets of sandwiches for the scientists.



Today was my usual Wednesday "off", which means (now that Uni has finished up for the year) that I run around frantically doing the grocery shopping, laundry and myriad household chores. I also made a brief excursion to the Apple shop and, carefully averting my eyes from the shiny iPhones everywhere (sigh, the trials of being on a budget), I purchased an essential but boring new printer (why are appliances built to be disposable these days; makes me cross) from a delightful young man who didn't speak in tongues or make me feel like a complete technophobe. Thoroughly retailed out, I returned home for a cup of tea and proceeded to make two more batches of soap, which are currently tucked up under blankets in the laundry, quietly doing their magic.

Oh it's raining again. What a surprise. There's a bucket in the middle of the lounge room floor, catching drips, and the music is getting turned up louder and louder to be heard over the roar on the tin roof. Time to give up and go to bed with my book. (Skippy Dies, by Paul Murray. Very good! I've also just finished Stones from the River by Ursula Hegi, and The Facts of Life by Graham Joyce, both equally recommended if you're looking for a good read).

soggy

6 December 2010

celebrating Advent

The second light of Advent
it is the light of plants.
Plants reach up to the sun
and in the breezes, dance.

second Sunday of Advent

Second Sunday in Advent, 2010. Getting there slowly.

4 December 2010

tis the season. again.

at the monkey forest

statues outside a house in Ubud

a glimpse within

entrance to an Ubud house

Balinese fishing boats

roof detail

As Christmas looms ever closer and I struggle with the overwhelming number of 'end of year' functions and 'final for 2010' events flooding the calendar, not to mention the unbought presents and continued absence of festive decorations in my house, my mind continually turns to the serenity of Bali. The unhurried pace of life and default position of harmony and goodwill to others contrast so sharply with the push and shove and snarl at others attitude found in the Western world. I'm a bit weary.

Every year I say Christmas takes me by surprise, but I do usually manage to pull it together. This year however the house is a shambles, family time has been severely curtailed with extra curricular activities and various children away on camp, and Advent only cursorily acknowledged. Also, just when did Christmas become women's work, or has it always been and I've not consciously noticed it until now?

I hope to find some time this weekend amongst all the errands and chores to clear a space somewhere for the whole family to participate in setting out the Advent candles and Christmas tree, string up some fairy lights, and rummage through the box of decorations. Then maybe, just maybe, the Advent Fairy will show up with the stable. (She's awfully late this year, that slackarse fairy).

Next week I'll think about cards, making a 2011 calendar, and Christmas presents. One step at a time.

Delegation.

Mindfulness.

Breathe.

2 December 2010

new look

euphorbia

Pardon my fiddling, I'm experimenting with the look of the blog.

Balinese fishing boats

Talk amongst yourselves.