You will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.

 To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, he said, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived…

Each of us is in truth an idea of the Great Gull, an unlimited idea of freedom..

Words from 

Jonathan Livingstone Seagull

by 

Richard Bach

(a favourite)

Craft ....

Handicraft

Main article: Handicraft

Handicraft is the "traditional" main sector of the crafts, it is a type of work where useful and decorative devices are made completely by hand or by using only simple tools. Usually the term is applied to traditional means of making goods. The individual artisanship of the items is a paramount criterion, such items often have cultural and/or religious significance. Items made by mass production or machines are not handicraft goods.

(taken straight from Wikipedia)

Love the wallpaper...

Lampshade detail...

Looks like a few things have fallen over in this room...
family spat?

Downton Abbey style...

I mentioned a trip to the Kalamunda History Village.

Well this was one of the items 

on display in the museum section. 

These phone camera shots are yuk, I know.

Still I had to share. I spent ages staring at all the details

and marvelling at the fact that this Dollhouse was nearly 

40 years old! 

Craft - Always was. Always will be.

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PS - I agree, the dolls are kinda creepy.

My working space ...

It's lovely to have lovely things surround you

whilst you work ...

.... the only problem I have is my tendency to ...

... daydream more than I work ....

... imagine more than knuckle down ...

... and fantasize more than face reality ....

Do you have this tendency too?

I don't believe it's detrimental to one's day....

... just one's deadlines.

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Can I also add a warm welcome to a few new followers and

a very special (and most deeply heartfelt) thank you

to those who always take the time to leave a comment.

(you know who you are)

You are so kind, encouraging and enthusiastic.

Makes me really L♥VE blogland

Have a super one peoples!

Thrifted Loveliness ....

Found at The Flying Wardrobe in Witchcliffe WA

(coffee sacks are from Yahava ... sigh ... luuurve coffee sacks)

Gorgeous yes? 

I was smitten with the galvanised

bucket and as for those cutie terracotta pots ... well, 

let's put it this way ... if there were a hundred,

 I'd have been in trouble!

Kalamunda ... my town

I've always wanted to call Kalamunda home - well for as long

as we've lived in Western Oz anyway. 

Hubby and I imagine it

to be the closest thing to living in an English Village as possible.

You have a "green" you have "history" and you 

have a very cute pub.

As you drive into town you are greeted by Stirk Park.

Filled with the most stunning Euculypts, Maples and Poplars

(I am obsessed with Poplars)

It undergoes

the most magical transformations every season. 

Upon approaching the town centre, you are 

greeted by our iconic "Gum-nut" fountain.

I L♥ve (with a CAPITAL L) it when a

community see the worth in spending money 

on items of beauty. 

Commissioned by the Smiths Sculptors it

perfectly reflects what Kalamunda is known for....

Nature .... Trees ... Water ... Greenery 

& of course Beauty.

The park has a small amphitheatre...

(not very cleary shown in this photo but if you 

look closely you can see the roofline)

We host an annual event called Jazz in the Park 

as well as a number of festivals

 and smaller concerts.

Most of the time though it's 

filled with locals of all ages relaxing, 

sharing a picnic, feeding the ducks

 or dozing under a tree.

(on this particular morning it registered

 only 2 degrees outside  - so nobody 

lazing around just yet)

This cottage plays a significant role in our

towns history and we now have a

History Village which details 

a number of our community's milestones

and listed buildings.

I paid a little visit to our History Village and

I loved it. But more of that in another post.

The sun has emerged and methinks I need

to grab my novel, a rug and a thermos.

There's a Poplar with my name on it.

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Here's to a cracking week peoples.

Wishing you all bundles of Monday energy and

for all you Mums who are sending kids back to school

(if you're anything like me)

Hang in there ... next holidays are only 66 sleeps away!

If you are of the ilk that desperately longs for school holidays

to come to an end ... well then all I can say is ... Boo to you.

Nah just kidding  - I only have one child (who by all

accounts can dress himself now) so I can empathise if

you have a larger litter and you're ready for a break :-) 

xx