Life's a pretty precious...

Life's a pretty precious...

Wednesday, 19 April 2017

THE WIND BENEATH MY SLEEVES...


J.B. and I attended a wedding recently - outdoors in the beautiful autumn 
warmth, beside Boambee Creek which flows out to the Pacific Ocean at 
the northern end of the delightful village of Sawtell.






 I am standing at the lookout above 
where Boambee Creek meets the ocean. 
Bongil Bongil Beach behind me 
stretches north to Coffs Harbour.
Between the ceremony and the 
reception we lapped up the 
last sun of the day...


 


My vintage scarf dress was a gift my Dad brought back from the States a 
long time ago...I still adore it and still love wearing it.
The sleeves have wonderful minds of their own...
 


  


In 1863, a cutter carrying a load of cedar logs ran aground on what would become Sawtell Beach. A Coffs Harbour farmer named Walter Harvey assembled a team of workers to salvage the logs, and a small settlement developed near the site of the wreck.

Forty years later, the land around Sawtell Beach was purchased and subdivided by Oswald Sawtell for housing and farmland. Sawtell railway station, post office, school and hotel followed soon thereafter and by the 1930s Sawtell had become a thriving coastal village.
The original inhabitants of the land were Aboriginies of the Gumbaynggirr clan. The Aboriginal name for the land where the town now stands was Bongil Bongil.







 Sawtell Beach is below and behind me...one of my favourite local beaches.
The beach has 'singing sand' when walked on in dry conditions. The sand grains have to be round and between 0.1 and 0.5 mm in diameter; it has to contain silica and needs to be at a certain humidity...lots of fun "sand shuffling" across the beach to make it 'sing'.


Dad also gave me this stunning American Indian  Choker...


 
 




The Sawtell Heritage Conservation Area is of high local significance for its mix of inter-war and post-WWII commercial and residential buildings, the central plot including the four fig trees and other mature trees, and relaxed seaside ambiance. The street has developed a vibrant café and restaurant culture and its mix of shops, cafes, overhead tree canopy and seaside atmosphere is a tourist drawcard and a locally much loved aspect of the street. The street largely retains its original subdivision pattern, dating from 1923, and the result is a large number of individual narrow shopfronts which helps generate the eclectic mix of small businesses. This is a significant feature of the streetscape and the village atmosphere.










 The famous Sawtell Cinema...





I discovered the black velvet jacket in a vintage shop in Bellingen
some years ago (sadly the wonderful shop no longer exists). As the air cooled
the flying sleeves surrendered and tucked nicely into the jacket sleeves.

 

History of the Sawtell Cinema

The cinema was purchased in 1941. (It was previously used as a community hall, staging dances, church, public meetings etc.)  A tiered wooden floor to enable patrons to have a much better view of the films was added.
In 1955, disaster struck, and a mini-cyclone ripped through Sawtell – totally demolishing the cinema. While re-building, ‘the show must go on’ became the catch-cry, and Sawtell had its very own open-air cinema for the next 12 months! The projector was powered by an old Ford pick-up truck battery, and patrons would bring their own cap-guns for the Westerns and umbrellas for those rainy nights.
The cinema was rebuilt in triple brick and still stands today, despite disaster striking again in March 2009, when a metre of water flooded the town causing extensive damage and forcing the cinema to close for 6 weeks.
Sadly, after over 70 years in the same family, the property was put up for sale in March, 2012. 
The need to upgrade cinema technology from film to digital played a major role in the decision to sell, with a serious investment of funds required to update the cinema to new standards.

The cinema closed in January 2013 and was eventually bought by a local consortium with crowdfunding to help with its major renovation. It re-opened with great excitement in 2015. There are now 2 cinemas, (one large, one small) and although the old organ and leadlight wall features are gone, it still has retained its old charm and shows the latest release movies (sometimes ahead of the cities), international film festivals and special screenings. J.B. and I are movie club members and attend regularly (and usually combine it with a beach picnic or eating at one of the many cafés or restaurants). 



At the wedding reception there was a photo booth for the guests...
nothing like the ones I remember from a long time ago, sitting behind a curtain, giggling with a friend and then the flash going off before we 
were ready...this one came with an operator and many backdrops and choice
of print colour...








Sunday, 19 March 2017

THE HEAT IS OFF...A very vintage jacket and Indian skirts...




The heat is off... 
after the hottest summer on record in the Bellinger Valley.


J.B. and I continue to make the most of the last weeks of daylight 
saving with a delicious Friday evening ritual of fish and chips 
picnics...at the beach, above the beach, beside a river...


This pre-loved Indian skirt lit up as the sun sank in the west in Urunga -
an Aboriginal word meaning where two rivers meet. The Kalang and 
Bellinger Rivers meet here and flow out to the Pacific Ocean. 


 Lots of swishing and flow in this skirt...

...my favourite shrug making an appearance again.
 




Another gorgeous Friday evening, further upstream 
by the Kalang...this sandy, grassy bank - sculpture gallery
free of charge - seemed the perfect spot...
 
...to wander

...to ponder...
in pre-loved Indian skirt of Caro's and my Mum's 
Rain Cheta (the label still very clear) jacket which she wore
 on her honeymoon - in 1950!


The jacket's getting tired and thin in places 
but I love wearing it all the same - and they don't make 
zippers like this one any more. 











Celebrate Mother Nature's gifts...












Wednesday, 1 March 2017

LIFE'S A BEACH...

 I LIVE ON THE DRIEST INHABITED CONTINENT ON EARTH...



 Its interior has one of the lowest rainfalls in the world and about three quarters of the land is arid or semi-arid. 



 85% of Australia's population
live within 50 kilometres of 
the coastline.


I live a 15 minute drive 
from some of the many magnificent, often deserted
beaches and the Pacific Ocean. 

Beside the clear waters of the inlet at 
Valla Beach...



























 Shoe parking...                                                                                      A beach office...

                                                         ...and the view out the office window



 Over the Christmas and Easter holidays there's a mass 
migration...to the beach...


 ...to swim, fish, run, walk, wander,  camp, relax, rejuvenate...



hang out at beachy cafés...in sandy bare feet, sarongs, shorts, bathers...and 
hats that have seen a decade of 
beach holidays...


catch a wave...



 Become Superheroes...



...and feel the sun's last rays...

Summer "officially" finishes here on the last day of February...but 
the holiday feeling continues...through autumn, winter, spring...
 life's a beach...
 














Tuesday, 14 February 2017

THE 'B' WORD...and DRESSED (ALMOST) IN WHITE...

The 'B' Word...Balance
Defined as "a steady position so it doesn't fall"; "a situation in which 
different elements are equal or in the correct proportions"; an even 
distribution of weight enabling someone or something to remain upright and steady". 

My mind is balanced when it's clear - open 
to creativity and opportunity. 
When my body is balanced it's energised, strong and flexible -
movement is easeful.



When I'm balanced I'm free to be spontaneous, adventurous...to follow my intuition...

 

"...Available to constant flow and change, 
I can balance
at the edge of the 
unknown and 
experience 
fearlessness." 
Eva Karczag








Hang off the edge...
Breathe...
Let go...
Soar...

 





















Venture as far as I dare...


"Why not go out on a limb? 
       That's where the fruit is."
                           Mark Twain


When I'm balanced I'm
 Free from expectations, time restraints...
Weightless...
Healthly...
Joyful...
Loving...

My soul is nourished...




Namaste



Dressed (almost) in white...
Balinese lace white camisole, fisherman's pants,
Mexican turquoise (remaining one of a pair of earrings, a gift from J.B. 
over 30 years ago) now a pendant, turquoise drop earrings...
Twerked fisherman's pants, pre loved camisole, beautiful hand crafted obi belt - birthday gift a couple of years ago from (the other) Liz, oyster shell earrings, gift from my sister-in-law, Cate, last Christmas...