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the desk…
As 2024 closed I was processing the many events of the year, not least our recent trip to the subantarctic. That trip was always a stretch for me, I wanted to do it, but knew it would require fitness I wasn’t sure I had or the discipline I needed to get it. Isn’t that the…
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eyes of the beholder…
Many years ago when my husband was still getting used to me, he commented to our friends that I was ‘often extravagant but seldom wasteful’. Our friends laughed and one of them said ‘that’s ridiculous how do you separate the two?’ This morning as I poured the last tablespoon of baking soda into a glass…
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my tree and her moon…
Before the moment is gone I must celebrate with you. It is a cooler, drier start to the day after weeks of high temps and humidity. I’m one of these highly sensitive people who, like Goldilocks relaxes best when things are not too hot or too cold…or too humid. I’m sure I’m painful to live…
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pretty good, sorta nice, kinda fun things…
Two days ago I deleted the ‘6 month free with purchase’ membership to Apple Music. The trial membership came with a new pair of ear pods and the option to subscribe at the end. At first I was enthused. I listen to classical music every morning on my early walks. It relaxes me and eases…
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a solstice smile…
It is the December solstice. The morning breeze and cloudless sky were perfect for my morning walk. For months now I’ve been listening to classical music when I walk. I found podcasts were adding to my feeling of overwhelm as Don and I work through this problematic year. The classical music in the background of…
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getting my mind right…
These last five months have been revelatory, sometimes in ways I would not have guessed or even particularly thought I wanted. But life is like that sometimes. I have read a lot on the topic of decluttering, downsizing, minimising—several books, lots of blog posts and some Instagram wisdom here and there too. The first thing…
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the management apologises…
The resizing project is having its ups and downs. For the last three mornings Don has had trouble getting his oats to cook as they should. It wasn’t working and he was eating very watery, soupy oats.(as I’m proofreading I stifle a giggle—not kind, sorry) We both stared into the bowl, then into the microwave…
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trust the shoes…
“Life is short, buy the shoes” has been around for a while. It speaks of modern consumerism, I know, but it also reminds us to enjoy those things in life that give us joy. My ancestors practiced good shoe hygiene, so I have inherited that as well. An Imelda Marcos collection was never my goal.…
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the good, the bad and the ugly footwear…
You know when you start out hating something but then at some point you begin to see the yang to the yin? I think maybe everything is really like this but all of us don’t really need to experience it every time with everything. Some things we are already easier with and can see the…
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lest we forget…
This morning I woke just before dawn. It is Anzac Day here in Australia. Normally I would go for a walk and greet the day with gratitude for my Dad and all the other many, many men and women who served the armed forces in their country, many who gave their lives for democracy and…
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