Whipping up a good time
Where I talk whips and leather and sharp instruments - and even how to shoot. Enter with care...
Cycling in wonderment
An invasion of two wheels at our little school keeps me wondering...
All quiet on the western front
Yoga for the eyes, from Bush Babe. You know, the NON-yoga expert. HOMMMMMM...
Happy Easter from Granite Glen
Wishing everyone a wonderful Easter Sunday. ~~~ Wherever you live in the world, Whatever your religious persuasion… May the day be fabulous Filled with joy and laughter And appreciation. Of family, of friends, of faith. Love from the Granite Glen…
How much wood would a wee woodchopper chop?
This is Dash. Dash has fallen in love with a new sport… Well it’s probably one of the oldest sports there is, but it’s new to Dash. It’s called woodchopping. … Dash loves it because: A) A sharp instrument is…
The Real Bush Christening
I have realised that many of those reading this blog (from OS) will have no idea of the references made to a ‘Bush Christening’… the phrase stems from a famous Australian verse, by the poet AB (Banjo) Paterson who recorded…
A bush christening
The Little Woman got baptised yesterday – a bush christening. If you know the Banjo Paterson poem of this title, you will understand the potential for romantic settings and possible disaster. My cousin had decided to have her two little…
Ageing (dis) Gracefully…
I’m not the sort to make New Year resolutions. Not usually. But I was given a photo of myself this week – it was among a number of photos handed to me by a generous (skinny) friend. Special photos, of…