Lost

I know this blog seems to be all about AFP all the time, but I just can't help it at the moment. I really like the lyrics to this song.

Little jaunt

As we both had a bit of time off, TS and I decided to go to Daylesford for a few days.  I grew up not far from there, and I've watched with interest as it's changed from dying country town to trendy spa haven for city treechangers. (I hate that word.)  But I do love the area, so it was a pleasure to get away. Plus the weather was perfect!

I didn't take any pics (laziness) but I just noted with interest that this pic that I found on Flickr earlier today when I searched Daylesford was taken the very day after we drove past this paddock on the way to the Tuki trout farm and I thought "should stop and take a photo of that truck".  Fortuitously, someone else thought the same thing. Thank you.

(photo credit)

Basically we spent most of out time sightseeing, eating, hanging at the local bowling club and enjoying the spa in our apartment.  We had scones, home made chocolates and delicious fresh lamb and trout.  I also decided that the Red Star cafe at Hepburn Springs is my new favourite cafe.  I love the location, food is delicious and the decor spoke to my heart.  I was trying to find an interior photo on the web, but no luck.

Also called into the local craft shop, which was en route to the bottle-o.  (Priorities!)  TS found a stitching kit designed by Kristen Doran and as it was incredibly cute, I had to buy it.  Here's my progress so far:

Apologies for the cruddy picture, I'm having a couch moment and too lazy to do better than this iTouch snap. What I do need is some decent photo editing software. Anyway, I think I'll add "Greetings from Daylesford" in some jaunty 50s-esque text and make it into a cushion panel.  Last night I ordered some fabric scraps from Kristen's site for finishing said cushion.  Given the last time I touched the sewing machine was to hem some Ikea fabric for curtain panels, it could turn out very good, or very bad.  In the meantime, I still have to finish the embroidery before I contemplate anything else.

As we've been pondering moving to the country for a couple of years now (due mostly to the fact it's the only place I could afford to buy a house!) I was keen to show TS the area and see what he thought. Happily, he loved it...so we'll leave that on the agenda.  

Post title

So here I was, trying to find the login details for my other blog - yes the blog I'd started last year as I couldn't remember the login for this one - and I find that my primary email is linked to this blog...the blog I couldn't find in the first place. Argh!
I still can't remember the address of the other blog I'd started, and foolishly changed it to a compromise name (all the other ones I wanted were taken)...so when I do find it, I'll import everything and kill it off I think.

Although, I'm not the killing type...not the killing type...



 Update- I finally found this blog again, so have imported all my other posts into it. Ah! Order.

yes

100 years

Like the proverbial dead horse, all we've heard about lately is this:

I must confess, the Titanic disaster does capture my imagination...having said that though, if it had happened post 1945, I probably wouldn't be as fascinated. It's the time capsule at the bottom of the sea that gets to me.
I've borrowed a couple of favourite pictures from here:

Sad, sad teacup.

PS. no I don't like THAT movie. It made me cross...selfish selfish Kate Winslet's character.

Mango milkshake

I rustled up this pillowcase this weekend, as I'd made a few tapir embroideries, but not one for myself yet.

Kingston

Easter came and Easter went. Easter Sunday night I spent the evening pondering real estate online and watching a really stupid movie.

Then I went for a "drive" on Google maps. Does anyone else do that, I wonder? Scroll along up the road to get a feel for the neighbourhood and the surroundings. I thought I'd have a look at Kingston, as it's always had an inexplicable appeal ever since I was a child. It's just a country town that's seen better days since the gold rush, and I don't even think it has any shops anymore (just a pub).

Anyway, some then and now pics~

General store then, circa 1963.

General store now:

Former Creswick Shire Hall (circa 1911)

Old council building now:

Just nostalgia I guess. Or a yearning for peace and space.

[Black and white pics from collection of State Library of Victoria.]