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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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Location: Culburra Beach , NSW, Australia

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

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

July 27, 2005

life ~ July 27

oh boy, did I have a lazy day yesterday ! I did a few loads of washing & had all intentions of generally tidying up around the home * putting things away & those other bits and pieces that can sometimes be forgotten in the daily grind.... however, a phone call early morning had me meeting a friend for coffee ~ which turned into a two hour chat, supporting each other with our teenage daughter hissy fits... we parted at lunch time, both feeling much better after our chatting. I came home ~ had a sandwich and read a book that I just can't put down and stayed on my lounge, under a quilt reading until 3 in the afternoon, while the wind howled outside ~ totally decadent....
the book ~ *A Tuesday thing by Kate Shayler * a true story of a woman who grew up in an orphanage. This is a follow up of her first book *the long way home* Kate Shayler
next Tuesday, I am actually having this lady over for morning tea..... I am so excited !


Blogger Alice said...

Very interested to read about Kate Shayler. I have read both of her books. Her style of writing lets you know how she feels from inside; it's not just a statement of facts. One of my Writing Group ladies writes like that and her stories are so moving.

Glad you had such wonderfully indulgent day.

7:32 am  
Blogger ~NanCourt~ said...

Aren't friends the loveliest? I spent 3 hours at my friend's home over the weekend. She has one of those sweet, vintage, neat-as-a-pin, shabby chic homes that begs you to sit and stay a while. We looked at all of her goodies, had coffee, ranted about our men and generally had a wonderful time! I need more days like that.......

7:42 am  
Blogger melissa said...

That sounds absolutely amazing. A special tea....how wonderful!

I'll have to look out for her books. I've never heard of them, but love hearing about books that just rivet you to the chair.

9:06 am  

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