Life's a pretty precious...

Life's a pretty precious...

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...





Monday, 23 January 2017

NEVER NEVER IN THE PROMISED LAND...a picnic in twerked harem pants...

 Never Never Creek, pristine and beautiful, begins its life 
at the foot of the Great Dividing Range in The Promised Land...
when the early European settlers arrived it flowed with milk and honey in the form of 'red gold' - cedar timber; verdant, lush pastures for dairying; rainfall and plentiful water; unsurpassed natural beauty...


The Promised Land is a ten minute drive from my house and I 
still fall under its magical spell...it's stunningly beautiful, peaceful, 
spiritual...the Gumbayngir people are the Aboriginal custodians
of the land.





Earthy leaves, 
 Moss, acid green...
Mirror pools...



Inhaling the forest
as I follow the winding track
towards the sound of 
rushing water... 
  






Picnicking beside the Never Never with a friend...
  






Red and white check table cloth, about my vintage, belonged to my Auntie Betty (even everyday table cloths were made of beautiful fabric back then); beach chairs are long lifers from the late 70's, re-covered in tough canvas; picnic baskets from another time...pre-loved scarves...
Delicious fresh food...  










 
Magical pools...



Spontaneous
dance...

Favourite Indian scarf discovered in a pre-loved sale at Bello Markets; my gorgeous hand crafted cotton shrug; Balinese lace top; Twerked (as in tweaked/reworked) harem pants...


I can't remember where I found the soft cotton harem pants, I've 
had them a while...but after many episodes of tripping over, getting 
hung up in the voluminous legs, I pulled out the cords, restitched a hem
and have very flowing culottes instead.

My scarves have many lives...    




Packing up the picnic...
And I leave, transformed...  


Linking to
 http://stylecrone.com/2017/01/01/hat-attack-42-irina-sardareva-hats/ 

Tuesday, 20 December 2016

CHRISTMAS, A VINTAGE SKIRT, A CHRISTENING GOWN IS A PETTICOAT...and WHITE WINE IN THE SUN...


CHRISTMAS...Summer, holidays, bare feet, 
gardenias, mangoes, fruit cake, 
cicadas, family, road trips, nectarines, 
apricots, frangipani, reading books, roses, swimming, cherries, 
early morning light, long evenings...






 
My Grandmother sent my Mum this blue and white 
Marks and Spencers polished cotton skirt 
before I was born. If only this quality of fabric 
were available today...

The white petticoat I'm wearing was my cousin's 
christening gown. I can't remember the details 
of how it came to be in our house but I do remember 
that it wasn't wanted anymore and that I saw potential in the long cotton lace (a scissor chop, quick sew and some elastic and a petticoat was born!)

My cousin is about 70 now and I admit I choose where I wear the delicate garment to preserve its longevity...     


   
This blouse had my name on it the moment I saw it in a boutique 
in Berry on the south coast with (the other) Liz a few 
years ago.  




 

  
  

Christmas coincides with the end of the school year in Australia and all the 
concerts, graduations and presentation ceremonies that go with it.
Many companies close for annual summer holidays and it sometimes 
seems like a dash for the finishing line to fit everything in...along with 
Christmas functions, shopping, preparations for family visits and 
packing for travel over long distances in warm to hot weather (but dressing is easy!)  




Thank you for visiting Fabulous Ageing 
this year. I'm going to take a break from 
the blogging world to rebalance and rejuvenate...to just BE... 








WHITE WINE IN THE SUN by Tim Minchim

This song is so full of our Australian Christmas sentiment...beautiful...

Happy Holidays, Best wishes for everything wonderful.

 


  

Tuesday, 13 December 2016

PRE-LOVED TO RE-LOVED FOR CHRISTMAS...and WILL SANTA WEAR HIS SHORTS?

I am passionate about recycling and decided to bypass 
the usual stores for my Christmas shopping this year. 
Pre-loved will be re-loved...
From a fabulous day out with a friend trawling local 
Op Shops for treasure to revisiting Vinnies with Edana and Ewan when 
we were in Brisbane to the Bello market to creating new gifts from remnants of fabric...
  



 



It's the people you meet
who brighten your day...




Laneways come to life...


 
Local organic lunch...



 






  









Every December I give each grandchild a decoration for their Christmas tree.
This year I have made them...the boys love dinosaurs so I used some fabric left over from shorts I made them a couple of years ago, tied with tinsel. For the girls, their favourite colour velvet (left overs from leggings I had made for myself) and gold tinsel. 
Batman and more dinosaur fabrics, left over from shorts (short longs or long shorts...) which they loved and still wear made into cushion covers for a couple of new cushions I found in the sewing cupboard...

Dresses, books, a trinket for my niece, coloured pencils in a beautiful cylinder, a silver frame...
With the exception of a few small, meaningful gifts from our local newsagent 
and wholefoods store, pre-loved will be re-loved this Christmas...given with 
love and joy to those dearest to me. 





Christmas is warm to hot in Australia and last year 
Edana and Ewan wondered...will Santa wear his shorts?

Wednesday, 30 November 2016

KOOZA...IN A RETRO DRESS



J.B and I have pledged to take each of our four grandchildren 
to a special cultural event when they're around 9 or
10 years old. Something exceptional that they'll enjoy and remember always. 


 


Edana is now 9 years old and when I 
saw that the brilliant
Cirque du Soleil 
would be returning
to Brisbane...

Here she is, creatively dressed in her pre-loved retro inspired dress, boots and bag...








Le Grand Chapiteau

A Traditional Circus Homage

"A return to our origins, KOOZA combines acrobatic performance and the art of clowning, while exploring fear, identity, recognition and power. The Innocent's journey brings him into contact with comic characters from an electrifying world full of surprises, thrills, audacity and total involvement."
https://www.cirquedusoleil.com/kooza



J.B. and I saw Cirque du Soleil in 2004 - QUIDAM - and were blown away by the theatre, the artistry...and KOOZA was equally brilliant...this company's 
creativity and professionalism is second to none...  


I found my retro dress at the Nimbin markets this winter. 
Beautiful cotton fabric, bright floral print on black, covered buttons...black leather belt pre loved from a market a long time ago...and Birkenstocks for Brisbane's hot afternoon...


 
An unforgettable day...