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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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I live in Australia, my ancestry is in Cornwall. a Celt. a hedgewitch of sorts. I am an Earth Healer. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. A gypsy. An eccentric. a mystic. I am a searcher, a seeker, a pilgrim on Earth. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. I love to dream, to walk and to wonder

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July 14, 2005

brown*paper*parcels ~ memories are made of this ~ April*9-2005*

my grandfather died when I was about 12 or so. I don't have alot of memories of him but I can remember that he was a passionate gardener, much like me. I just wish I had been a little older so that I could have absorbed all the knowledge that he tried to impart when we were on our wanders around his garden ~ I remember ~ aluminium pie dishes hanging in his fruit trees, to keep the birds from his fruit * jackpots full of a mix of sugar, vegimite and water to lure the fruit fly * herbs and vegies growing among his prize flowers * all this was organic gardening and I seem to have inherited his passion for it.
So ~I am continuing on and promise to try to adhere to all things organic ~
it is so hard though when I go down to my vegie garden and find that the slugs have had an overnight party in my new turnips or those white butterflys start discovering my cabbages and broccoli , is it worth all the trouble ? YES ! to get rid of as many chemicals as we can from our lives must be a plus !

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