Friends, I am buzzing just like a 'Queen Bee'. Bossing people around, tidying and organising. We are ploughing through our 2013 'to do' list and have decided we are going to try and sell our little house.
I don't want to say too much more in fear of jinxing ourselves. We are currently having the inside of our shanty re painted. Yes, this did include the bedroom that I started painting in September 2012 but never quite finished - very typically me. It now looks beautiful. I will get my little bro to take some photos from around the house when we have finished our little revamp. Things are beginning to come together nicely.
For us, 2013 is about taking risks and believe me friends (all 16 of you :), we are not risk takers. We over analyse and confuse ourselves. Discuss and then re-discuss. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, but sometimes you just have to 'bite the bullet' - at least this is what I keep telling my husband. At times he can be a little hard to convince :)
In an attempt to keep myself grounded with so much happening in our little family, I have 'spring cleaned' my little veggie patch. The horrendous heat and the freakin possums have absolutely trashed my little piece of Australia, leaving it in desperate need of love. After reading the fantastic post published on The Design Files about Rebecca Grogan from 'The Sage Garden', I have felt truly inspired. One day I want so badly to have an enormous flourishing patch of vegetable goodness for Dominic to enjoy. With photos like these, can you blame me? ......
How beautiful are these photos? Click on the pics for pinterest links...
So, I have planted rainbow silver beet and corn, more cherry toms and spring onions. The laundry tubs with herbs have been re fertilised and are beginning to stretch their lovely leaves up toward the sun once again.
I started writing this post early last week and never published it. A lot has happened in 'old Brisbane town' since then. Thankfully we have not been affected by the floods. We are so lucky. Sure the veggie patch has flooded, the herbs have drowned in the laundry tubs and in the early hours of this morning, our outdoor umbrella was hurled into the air crashing into the side of the house. Otherwise nothing. To think only a couple of kilometres away, streets have been turned into creeks and people's homes have filled with water.
I have been thinking a lot about my friends who have once again been affected by the floods, when it only seems like yesterday we had the floods of 2011. Tonight though, my thoughts are particularly with the people of Bundaberg. It must be terrifying having to grab your belongings and the people that you love and leave your home - not being sure what will be there when you return. What an overwhelmingly tragic Australia Day weekend.