We have lift off....

Yes ladies and gentleman, I am proud to announce that I have (finally)

launched my rocket of creativity into the dark and uncharted space that is 

my future. I'm petrified.

But in a good, excited and adrenalin pumping kinda way

I keep hearing Martin Luther King in my head

"I have a dream..." and then I'm embarrassed to admit it 

bandies about floral notions that do not compare at all to the 

monumental importance of the civil rights movement.

Still it is my dream...and it's coming true.

There are so many wonderful people out there who have inspired me to

follow a dream and just dive in... flail if you have to but try... at least try!

Ladies like Kate, Eleni, and Rebekka ... (to name only a few)

All very different dreams but dreams coming true nonetheless

Do you have dream? A desire burning quietly? A fire in the pit of your 

belly that you neglect to stoke because ... (fill in the blanks)

Do you long to try something but you are afraid of failing, or you are 

putting it off until .... until ... (fill in the blanks)

I'm pretty sure that there are NO GUARANTEES WHAT SO EVER where I'm

heading - but I woke up this morning with just a little less regret. 

Boy did that feel good

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PS -the above image is of my first ever attempt at a 

"Symmetrical, Formal and Compact Design"

Whilst I'm not a fan of the style I know I need to learn all facets 

before I can "go crazy daisies on my own" 

Cool huh?

Hush now...

The weather on Friday was just utterly and completely sublime.

Partly cloudy, cool breeze, sun breaking through the clouds from time to time...

Perfect for walking Eddie and breathing deeply.

I am one of those people who loves nothing more than a jolly good tongue wag -  if you couple that with tea and cake, well then I'm yours for life. However whenever I get to spend some quality "alone time" with my thoughts, my hopes and my ideas (and my crazy dog) I'm duly reminded of the sacred nature of simple, allowing and reverent SILENCE.

Perhaps walking my pooch highlights this even more since he just trots along compliantly

 following a scent here...

and claiming territory whenever he can...

We're lucky enough to have a few small parks within a short walking distance from where we live.

My favourite being Roberts Park - so named due to the eccentric old man who has lived next to it for the last 45 years (more photos of it here)

It has a creek flowing through it and a number of really beautiful trees and tree ferns 

(pictured above) 

It's also home to a family of ducks - Eddie wanted to say hello but they would have no part of it.

I love the fact that it's really quite small, and surrounded by houses, yet whenever I'm there I always feel like I've entered another world. For some reason I'm quite often lucky enough to have it all to myself.

I sat beneath the canopy of the tree ferns and just watched, waited... listened.

Turtle doves cooing gently, the whistle of the wind lulling me into a dream state.

Sometimes it's very important for me to simply .... Hush

So I will.