where did she go?

Excuse me

Have you seen January?

I seem to have misplaced her

While i

Neglected the blog/boggle

Spent a lot of time in the moment

Travelled as far south as we could go

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Caught the sky from the bridge

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fished unsuccessfully

Fossicked for shellfish and feasted

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she sang

cockles and mussels alive alive oh…

Wondered about the history of the place

Now called Cockle Creek

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Abundance food and wildlife

Whispers of grand old trees

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And strong people watching

Wails of whales as they where massacred in the bay

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A sad sad history to learn about

From humorous informative rangers

Learnt about our magnificent giants of the sea

And how to rescue a beached one or many

{remember, call for help, keep warm,  don’t breath in their blowhole, pilot whales are the most commonly beached in Tasmania, put a stick in the ground infront of live ones, keep their tails to the sea until you are ready to release them all at the same time, shade them}

felt impressed that my girl has this appreciation for whales and dolphins, experience and knowledge for the rest of her life now

felt on the right path of life

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Took a classic portrait of men and bones

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had a whale of a time!

IMG_0326 three month old southern right whale lifesize sculpture!

Enjoyed the sea air and the shelter from it

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i Got cold but

Jesse finally took the plunge

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I lounged in triggerplant bliss

My head amongst a million pink helpers

the medicine of rejuvenation and restoration

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Met young old friends

And had a date up a giant tree

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Lily had a lock on

Then we

Grudgingly left

Coaxed on by a berry  good carrot

Drove north

While I processed a myriad of thoughts emotions and responses

And gave thanks for a time of respite

Amidst the chaos of full days

Mostly joyful

With berry/cherry stained lips

Noticed the tiredness.depression link

And went to bed

xxx

 

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Narawntapu National Park

On the windy northern coast of Tasmania

is found Narawntapu NP

the first NP to adopt the original indigenous name in Tasmania (previously Asbestos NP)

I couldn’t quite fathom the vast sky and vista

the golden glowing grass and wind whipped waterways

with mountains framing the blowing landscape

scrubby bush and swampy grass hillocky plains

i simply circled the sky with my eyes and mind wide

and my goodness

in the long golden sunset

the wombats!

i had made a wish on the journey over to please please

let me see a wombat, a live healthy wombat please, even just one please!

for the first time in the wild.

well lady! not one but many

including a mama and baby who waddled past our bus!

the baby comically bumped into mothers buttocks when it got surprised by our presence!

we heard from jackie french the way to approach is slowly and singing

as they are so short sighted if they can hear you they will not run in surprise

we where able to get very close to some of these lovely big land koalas

joy for us all

the birdlife and the wetlands and the tiger snake! are also stunning

Lily and I had a date with our visual diaries in the bird hide

I so enjoying drawing simple black ink water plants and landscape

an exulting multitude of wildlife

a very special sanctuary to visit
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this moment…

this moment

{a friday ritual}

a special moment from my week

i want to savour it and cherish it and paste it in the pages of my memory

a simple sweet moment to share with you

IMG_0088joining soulemama and many others

with this moment

please leave a link or a story of a special moment from your week

in the comments

{which you can access by opening the little

speech bubble up the top of this post}

xxx

Waking up to…

Waking up to a full day.
I have a few drafts of interesting thoughtful wordy posts, yet they will have to wait as here and now I am wiped out by the heat of the day, the long hours on a blazing highway (sydney to Melbourne) the crisp golden tortured landscape, glaring light and engine buzz, cranky hot kids and it’s just been one of those long travel days.
It’s forecast to be 43’c tomorrow so we have tried to position ourselves close to Melbourne so a little morning drive completes the trip. I will be putting wet tea towels in the fridge to cool us…
This day began so cool in Jugiong with a chill wind, deep shade and a patch of thick grass for stretching, I had a great session, so inspired by my days at mangrove yoga centre last week. Finding it has strengthened my ability to focus quietly inwards despite external distraction. Simply connecting with my own breath and being.
then Jesse was joined by Cedar who mimics our postures!

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Cutie boy had his second hair cut last night by his own insistence and was coyly hiding behind his big leaf for his portrait, also at his request…

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I had a sweet date with the two shorts at the cafe but the shots are on the other camera…
Anyway there was
Lots of kilometers …
Lots of gold, parched slopes…
Little water, yet lush willows are squatting down in dry gully’s so it must be wet sometimes…
Jesse and I are both revelling in the feelings such an expanse of vivid sky reveals…
He reminds me I originally wanted to call this blog ‘ under open skies’ which was evocative and original i thought, but turned out to be a famous song and used by various others for a myriad of causes already. Boo.

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And some swimming gratefully in man made lakes and then finally a halt is called and we spill outside as the sun finally lowers its invasive glare for the eve. Phew we survived.
This land is so crunchy underfoot , the fire hazard is extreme. I hope the rains come before any burning disaster.
Lily is showing a new found appreciation for food and commented today was a great eating day how do we do it mama?
Muesli
Eggs and sourdough toast with tomato compote( cafe)
Nori rolls with all the trimmings
Cherries and lychees
More sourdough loaf with goats cheese pesto and salad.
Mm simple and tasty and no cooking for me today! Yay!
What do you feed yourselves when in transit?

And then I was so tickled by the beauty of the suns departure tonight!
I rarely see it set over lake water and tonight it really shimmered so peachily and peacefully
Ah sweet relief as the day cools
We are at lake nillahcootie, not an official camp spot but it seems quiet enough for an overnight stay.
Oh bed I love you! And I’m loving the new wool stuffed pillows I chose as our family Christmas gift!

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Goodnight
Xx
Ps my blogging/boggling may not be chronological or consistent for a while as I adjust to being a traveling lady again and work within the bounds of technology and time on the road, I do a lot of imaginary blogging on busy days so I hope you enjoy those as much as I’ve enjoyed composing the words and stories which you may never get to read…

a little felting

a mysterious ball of fluffaround a hollowed giant passionfruit of all things!rubbed with dish detergent and water and patient handsmakes a sweet little nest for a little friend
I love being able to help my children live out their creative inspirations and see what is yielded…

welcome home, come inside…

hello, here we are!

it’s taken me a long time for two reasons

I don’t have a wide angle lens for interior photography

and

umm

my ego.

I have to face it.

I am house proud, and to be so public as to put it on the internet! phew thats been a process!

So I am humbling myself and facing the fear,

and I tidied up and cleared out the boxes of market produce and instruments (see the pile by the door!)

and our warm hearted friend has lent me his fabulous wide angle lens so I can show you the interior of our little home on wheels…

See I couldn’t get out of it…

she is a 1990 Toyota coaster bus, purchased as an ex school bus in 2005, with lots of help we have refitted the entire bus except engine

she came with a reconned 2H, 6 cylinder land cruiser engine, mayte…

we have raised the roof 40cm with an aluminium clad frame and extra windows as we are both tall.

It totally changes the space into a room rather than a den with alot more airflow and light.

we have a 3m awning which extends from the side there, still hanging on with the improvised attatchments Keith helped Jesse put up years ago!

a friend once entered and said something about how bohemian it was in here! I loved that!

we have used as much timber (recycled pine and jarrah) and ply to create a cosy atmosphere

coupled with beautiful woven fabrics and all the colourful acoutrements of our life

here we have home.

sometimes crowded sometimes jumbled sometimes irritating sometimes comforting sometimes tedious sometimes overwhelming sometimes adventurous

we have a luxurious king size eco latex bed with a wool top for total comfort. well really, you need to feel comfy if you happen to be sleeping in a car park!

Cedars’s cot is up on the bed in this pic above and it comes down at night to rest on the wooden chests at night.

The big square of timber at the bed end is a fold up table and also allows access to storage under the bed.

a proper kitchen sink donated by our friends in Fremantle

thats our grey shrouded Waeco 40L fridge on the right, it runs off a massive truck battery which is housed in the ply box underneath.

Here is Miss Lily’s bed, this doubles as our travelling seats with lap belts during travel

I am very proud of her quilt which is my first “proper” quilt I made last year from vintage embroidered linens and japanese floral prints

I entered it in the Bellingen agricultural show and picked up a prize! unashamed brag moment!

Cedar’s car seat is tucked behind the driver…

our newest edition on this trip is the high light coloured shelving along the right hand side and at the front in this shot.

This practical storage has been so appreciated, it’s main purpose was to house all the bulk organic food items I have in big jars in the kitchen.

its pretty full, there’s alot going on in here!

some bits are in eternal chaos and others are neat. Like us I suppose…

most things have a permanent home…

we cook up on the kitchen bench or outside with a small gas cooker. It’s blue, can you see it in this shot below?

the two big bolts in the floor hold up our 100L stainless steel water tank

and here we have

the bus dwellers…

some titles on my bookshelf

The River Cottage family cookbook

The Childrens Year

The fragrant Pharmacy

A guide to child Health

Eco Colour

The Secret Garden

Two Centuries of Australian Poetry

The  Handbook of natural plant dyes

Tantric sex for men

NVC parenting workbook from The Heart Of Parenting

My family and other animals

what are you reading?

thanks for stopping by! it’s a beautiful day

how is your home feeling at the moment?

do you want to invite me over?
ten minutes later….just kidding…

this is the before photos! see, ego slaying…

that’s the thing about such a small home, it’s easily moved into chaos and fullness and lived-in-ness,

and it only takes 20 minutes to bring to show home status!!

A little weaving

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During camping this week I found a little time for weaving. I had a beautiful frond of coconut palm and adapted a traditional wall pouch design to my own imagination. Namely making the pouches more square cornered and wide based. So happy with the result!
I love how quickly coconut weaves up and how beautiful the green with yellow stripe is.
I also made this little basket from dried lamandra. A fresh water reedy plant which a lot of us grow in our gardens also. It’s made in a more indigenous style of twining. Slow and fiddely work but very strong and pleasing in the end.

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Last week I got brave and had a spot in mossman market weaving and selling (2) baskets! It’s a challenge for me to go public, I am pretty private about my craft usually but the interest was great. and boosted my confidence to face my fear.

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I loved the focused time just to sit and weave. At one point I was so engrossed , when I looked up there was a crowd standing around me watching and I got a shock. I had wandered off into crafting peace!
What are you making?
What brave thing have you accomplished?

Eco printing silk

how to print silk with natural articles in a very humble non scientific amateur way, which may lead to some

lovely discoveries of colour and experience…

learnt from my lovely creative mother in law (illegal) in the style of India Flint

i gathered  these simple materials for my bush camp dyeing experience…

some silk, leaves, flowers, onion skin, a rusty bottle top, string and a rusty old camp oven (the iron reacts with the ingredients to enhance darker colors and give you a bit of extra magic, saying which, any big non food pot will do) with a stick which fits inside it…20120725-195818.jpg

lay out your natural gatherings (being mindful of what and where you gather) along your silk, fold to the width of your stick20120725-195831.jpg

roll it all up and wrap as tight as you can with some strong string…

fill your pot with water enough to cover your bundle… I was lucky to get pure mountain water…

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heat your goodies now. i generally go to boiling temp but not actually bubbling for about an hour, then remove from heat and let sit overnight or longer..

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i also cleverly have printed leaves onto our awning!

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Davies creek week

Last week
Mondayitis hit us bad
A terrible day ending with a sparking argument
Arriving late in the darkness to our camp for the week
Anticipated place of peace
How remarkable these explosions are!
How normally articulate beings can be reduced to one syllable expletives!
Pent up frustrations, the intensity of living all the time with each other in a tiny space. Little privacy or time in solitude. Literally bumping into one another. Every emotional change in the weather can influence us all. Moving frequently ( imagine moving house every week), being in public alot, Trying to move as a unit constantly. Simply tired and driving late after an unfulfilling day.
Morning came again and i felt some release and forgiveness creep in
Remarkable how we can repair and reconnect and re open to one another again and again over the years.

We had found mould in the bus since our wet daintree week so a cleaning out task was set.
out came everything!

Umm what exactly is all that stuff?

all essential i’m sure!

Mould in our relationship also needed a clean out!
It was therapeutic to have the physical task of washing and repacking the bus and also sharing, listening, exploring,challenging and bantering.
I love these moments of vulnerable communication even as it scares the pants off me, it brings a needed authenticity to our time together.

Our Setting was Dinden national park which Is quite open dry woodland range.
Winter gold of wattle flowers have subtle perfume for dawn walkers. Rustling dry grass and balga trees present the spiky blanket of hills.
Spacious blue glimpsed through eaucalypt lace.

Camping beside the chilly ever flowing Davies creek is a joy of refreshment and constant humming flow of sound.
We collect our cooking and washing water from this pure waterway and dunk ourselves every day.

our week witnessed so much…
Watching lily start to disappear into chapter books in quiet moments
Cedar happily trucking, shoveling, swinging and digging
Watching little birds visit camp and large flicks squawk overhead
Stars and stars and stars
Toasting haloumi instead of marshmallows on sticks in the coals
Cinnamon damper on the coals
Dozing off by the fire
We drank a lot of coconuts
We became perfumed with woodsmoke
We slowly unwound
Watched birds
Lily made a fairy village in tree roots and harvested blood wood sap
Cedar trucked sand and delivered sticks for the fire
We stayed in one place
We didn’t drive anywhere for four nights
We mapped a lot of the bus( found permanent homes for things and repacked)

We where joined for a night by the lovely Paul and Merivale and 4 boys
The shorter kids Slippery dipped down watery rocks and the bigger ones flipped off the high rocks


There was a little music
A little weaving
A little silk dyeing
A little solitude
A whole lot of fun

Whats happening at your place this week?
Are you inside or outside more?

what helps you and your partner reconnect?

Peace
Roselinde

 

a glimpse of our week…

Lily loves to wander the bush finding bush food and medicines which she bundles up in these paperbark pouches for her dilly bag, each one with special knots to identify the contents at a glance

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You all know I’m a basket case don’t you!!

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This beauty from our dear friend Mike at wind willow basketry in NZ found a valid purpose!
How did they all sneak in? i was sure I limited myself to three this trip!
And here I go weaving more from coconut fronds…

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Casting on fit the first time this trip. A bit of nude knitting is the way to relax!!

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This is how the others relaxed…

There’s my new billy.. and authentic hand lathed scottish style porridge shpongle thingy!

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We also baked make n bake food for Lilys hungry sylvanian family..

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Mm what’s cooking there Rosirose…

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A tease for my next post!!
Phew lots of photos to upload! Have fun lookin’