tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362216266046014992024-03-15T05:49:35.624+11:00Photo HeavenLisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-63701956212828582072012-02-16T20:45:00.010+11:002012-02-16T21:45:54.522+11:00Summer Time<div align="center">2011 was a tough year. There were a few things I had to let go and my blog (which = photography for me) was one of them.<br /><br />So this year I need to get my mojo back. I would not dare to say this is going to be a GREAT year, but it will be <em>different</em> to the year before.<br /><br />I will dust my camera off and get clicking and I will enjoy the pleasure of walking (and not so much the challenge of running).<br /><br />A few pictures from the very reluctant summer we have had down under..<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Australia Day at Ettalong</span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">I have converted this into a water colour</span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">What do you think?<br /></div></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709670373452113122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL_1G8R4wF_s8Z7giOYp1P16DHH86XQDs5dgfptghS66VVfEDRgGRXf26P9WdsAG968z9nhhH98b5cPh3avnjRjqnI8B-qRm_bSVe6TkjUjKsk1niwDb-6kGKsh3W65e-iPLZMrXfy5Nus/s400/IMAG0526-1-2.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Beautiful Crowdy</span></em> </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709668806442173778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglqhvn5WZdsu3o4bTc1Ki8ipPSfrQowQXBKO3z2kwRkdefqp7w778gy65t-pT5aqJCK2cZr7at74P-H4v3JFQqSlDTcB9NglIhf9FZtic1fB5eHJTZ21zplnx3-fJV6zbMUIAN8AiGrgnE/s400/IMAG0420-1.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Wamberal and another water colour conversion<br /></p></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709675332969868594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxoyPcXCWt436nGyic5a4e-Kxsk8DfGRvyY3c4X1qxtuNZOg0JkgVTjTKh8ENaPDV07iPhlqg0VXDSaq8koPydxEPX4AWyfTkQNiO7IfEO2x3fm1k3YFTKPFfJqp1Rr_nfKT5O8Axx8sSt/s400/IMAG0142pse.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Love finding old boats<br /></p></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709670356604164098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJOu68UkOwbCvoUgQfcQU0Gcjq_9riyfc5v9zdt4_x5XKs9g4Gjq0CPyeoXJgC3PxLbKbnVJmeOPP07GMUHXYeFMhH1ZbO_UInd-yY-nOHhzUF0JuEHXpaMgU0gvlTgdiWojry9L31Qu0t/s400/IMAG0444.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Christmas Eve, Beth finding some sunshine<br /></p></em></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709675322577626882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEw_uGYK-2o2lRHVj0o_wgLfDUxSvjIy2Pd-FncgNLEmW-SnwGMRbrdNUfcH2wOKceW5sowh99sTOH1Qabn0irbsgspAfM7ci7PZHgH5wWKYc_qS7XvMkgYSB5xw5mnnUw5x8ErbtYKoTW/s400/IMAG0144.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Annaliese & Bella at North Avoca<br /></p></em></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709674717976779538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaaurKWBBjfjFT1w30ZF5unVXAms1ikeCqmLM9ZLQ0e0l3wyp2FeX_l26lPC5um50eHxOKPj50gJB6ZiLKQGzO3mk1-ldSxBo0pLPUnXuehvSLLW5S4scUmyUS1FeiD7N1ajT8ZELSk_Zz/s400/IMAG0604.jpg" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Terrigal</span></em><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709670368602944098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY3dSURbwayu-Wd3a6D7saYZvwJIoUelxQMSxGRexCtoU_O_u3szF1CZwOGFxa5yQZ25sJ8THA3ML9tDBytq8V5b6cwrgj5G3FWU_0BWJ1vl3jxYPxOVpkayPPRGeHt0DGQYXdzScGDJ6D/s400/IMAG0474.jpg" />Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-74825333603729940372011-08-19T14:11:00.015+10:002011-08-19T14:41:19.425+10:00From the Sun to the Snow!<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTxLxmLLcdhIlG4wHPBIp07feE1_tTnmA5rtemwnek9AXSb1vUI4UtiyZRBTt2CsZbn9V9DSl5WKl3fnkLWrj-xpmZBcn4YjyfLu_E6HIL4wO9gp06uI7pwORf4UN53vEur_28xaIFPJU/s1600/IMG_1001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642417456806514050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTxLxmLLcdhIlG4wHPBIp07feE1_tTnmA5rtemwnek9AXSb1vUI4UtiyZRBTt2CsZbn9V9DSl5WKl3fnkLWrj-xpmZBcn4YjyfLu_E6HIL4wO9gp06uI7pwORf4UN53vEur_28xaIFPJU/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" /></a>We recently had a short family holiday at the snow. Our brood with my Sister & Brother-in-law's and my wonderful Mother & Father in-law. It was a full house with plenty of energy!! As the Mother of 3 girls, boys are always a bit of shock to my system. My Sister-in-law has 2 boys that are really good kids, but they are like mud magnets and never stop!! It was a great couple of days, here are some pictures from our break...</div>
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DI2V32uqYhM2LOL9FjN_4_D-4b6d9a2u09X8CeXKdCVNGkSECdAUkX3pDP-xmHprrgfrcj_Wu1DyKXAWmubcl8eYHx0reuVjNw_NfPr0b_mcal-zT67rhbrMJN6Hhp0PUtRdzddz5Lun/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642417454674438466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DI2V32uqYhM2LOL9FjN_4_D-4b6d9a2u09X8CeXKdCVNGkSECdAUkX3pDP-xmHprrgfrcj_Wu1DyKXAWmubcl8eYHx0reuVjNw_NfPr0b_mcal-zT67rhbrMJN6Hhp0PUtRdzddz5Lun/s400/IMG_0987.JPG" /></a><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong> The front valley at Perisher from the chair lift.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLgp_Ux6QBPS9Tnsr_fxxvOIhoT04nthDCo_rWW6Q_fiYCyCTQpwoM8-D9SfV4TCp8N5dTO2tTPDvLIV1qqdjjTXJTmwRoGPHQ1RkWxQ8AVZ16Kh9xCvUpU1Xb_OUfcWWzYwr-nTjg-ibI/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642417451161420210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLgp_Ux6QBPS9Tnsr_fxxvOIhoT04nthDCo_rWW6Q_fiYCyCTQpwoM8-D9SfV4TCp8N5dTO2tTPDvLIV1qqdjjTXJTmwRoGPHQ1RkWxQ8AVZ16Kh9xCvUpU1Xb_OUfcWWzYwr-nTjg-ibI/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" /></a>
<br /><em><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">I really enjoy skiing but it takes <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">alot</span> of mental concentration </span></strong></em><em><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">for me to remain upright!</span></strong></em><em><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Here is Ad with our eldest daughter..
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<br /><p align="center"></a><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong><em>Schnapps around the fire. </em></strong></span>
<br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong><em>The kids loved having this fire and running around in the dark...</em></strong></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong><em>It really is the simple things.
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<br />I love this landscape, when I see this image this is what I start to think;
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<br /><em>'I love a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">sunburnt</span> country</em>
<br /><em>a land of sweeping plains</em>
<br /><em>Of rugged mountain ranges</em>
<br /><em>of drought and flooding rains'</em>
<br />Dorothea <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">MacKellar</span> </p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-38299371804101130942011-06-09T14:26:00.008+10:002011-06-09T17:23:29.484+10:00Bali Love<div align="left">After a bumpy start to the year, I am back. We have not long returned from Bali and I feel a little re-energised.</div><br /><br /><p align="left">This was my first trip to Bali, and it was just stunning. Not classically beautiful, but a beauty no less. The relaxed lifestyle (such are holidays!), the warm days and nights, the cocktails and the water..............Hope you enjoy my trip as much as I did</p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616074153058124674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRr9NVBzhzmihR-rxQ-jr-3CnhzURV7iDcc73emVa6bzOI537RpwG6ahEqe0vUsLy3BLJnJ-n9zxCiyj2TyKTN-e7yuSYumZcVgu2b9T6PKJjTViMb1RKATY-oxACPIH8ShPldegn6XUXW/s400/520pse.jpg" /> <strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Legian Beach at sunrise</span></em><br /><br /></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616073521190847250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWb4grXzghzIJMRruqGe6got7_L2W2yvpJGpvGSV1FvFbCflqWzqtz5Ay0IayvEZMwANBfKCdk8B4efSG8n6Wex93Z_HM4lO7kNZf08WLGKnjTw023N43CCi1EgW2RbcfurfajZY4-71qW/s400/938pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Annaliese taking Beth for a turn on the Jet Ski </strong></span></em><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>- Nusa Dua<br /><br /></strong></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616073524433881762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6rfpvnatso_AGJPQquU1D6EK4EsDBLdxkmFwMImMDu70Lc4W_VZ7pQShfwPwaFHJZL1c5vZcwhOEYu0ZogBaGWbKhCxkJDBMRMawV4T9gyzMYVg0ABGogd6r71CunD-0v966eGy3JE1RU/s400/442pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Ad watching the sunset (OK maybe it was the waves!) at Ullawatu<br /></strong></span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616073513530968866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4jrtOA_keKCRklC0nkRfUYOJR5hRsl4cGPqBpbDeSBC3TBiFERM0V7_xhiUdHinsV-ZHLeyhtXKhIibNrspv4OMUFv92Xj74-8WLal7TMDCYDZpaq0IdKUnTe89pTgeY3zGMD-1a3Df_/s400/490pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Candlelight Cocktails, can't go past a Lychee Martini<br /><br /></strong></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616072628208633954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9MtOee-iVWKQQJTnP2l7xMaPBG1S2mRvyTYuUr-qMKA2WBrrSvo8Ehie67GmR2Z2axeR_jwY1LR9rKtbvT1cHA6GK9i1VhOsGSYmyJEotT4GZiDdAsShRqsFoC8GIdrXNsyTiNWgQYg2/s400/561pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Sunset at Jimbaran Bay<br /><br /></strong></span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616072621039285042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpCQItY2vcbRHDiY31_GmQR__OOGvFjrK1SzLe7DbrQz6G6qDTCy4aZ1U0b0dLq1TtjThuMrUMTGa1b0DsMQ8s4F9H-TXKJrtuVlv5xybig0FbCiFbTW3Ty_FLK0TT3ADwcUp8NF8k0t8/s400/059pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em><strong>Monkey Forest at Ubud<br /></strong></em></span><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616072615138480434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoZfCCenYj0iOQne-h0X-dpCohMrwkTlOVVJqti82bC4nSsgcG1KqouMh-0ST9qb5NKzGLLYqW6zSTDm33lLacaBtZ_oiuU5DWusZtOM8t8xRALQ62OMQs33ewdhma3-15rnMJ6kDXHpG/s400/598pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Beach dining - Jimbaran Bay<br /><br /></strong></span></em></p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-71495682137103882002011-02-14T10:04:00.006+11:002011-02-14T11:03:02.975+11:00The Dancing Queen<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573325745678953346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQFIoi_lJvPHxoNkK-PqimN2R1TH2KGBkxYzY5bBcf3_r0SRPwxv_TiUqGPTCWnFt5WlwB7_qcQo5iSWxJ-kQtcZafkIfEFCrHpmaE-49JE4aWW_Drm3gb_NJ_uCNxIiZUqIoGv69EL6Qd/s400/077pse.jpg" /> <div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life......</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">She is young and sweet.... </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></div></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573314982966074066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYG4xhSZ2eC7ly2boDp9dVLK-Hvf_w_ojLElZYIYtFcf9QoarWBDiy5IuMjkgLv0KK7ILR32UhR4cL_0RKGcVvkWYyGI0pYk8i2VfQii3hI5NrQ-R29DkNrkX21pyZzOnhnWq7wlDnbrm1/s400/066pse.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573314974962781282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZuwl0ZSesxUfFk4Br3cp7ji9wlCzTha_4JrGgkJpBzk1JnmVxIwgd8Ou7kigT40b0Tb9tdrt7SzT5WtRUgzJ-Wh5MbxNshACHE8EopdH4-i2q77UcnLJGoC6e5Lblw8-9b9n8pb_cBNZw/s400/057pse.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573314978577666130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2T3KI64hnCHwvaOMJ3xVNrwTs52SwrUV_ksOb-UxYHkwUDxiFVJGr1gbgUsiY0mukkuOo55CBLxVj-e6scMKXWYEhW5cUjgT4AFM29yGhgadWkMrzZ1MIz_4MMzYrrMum84HlAyx3idE3/s400/060pse2.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">She is the dancing Queen....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><br /></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573325748954767954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA_mt_6JaEJg5G1m_Wfp_JYC6KnbF0aRNsobd6uWpJPQmMOIgjg1m8IBjWbAwLX9lFPTfwtvR_n2eSTQ4PoeIVqPvf6T8GfyLNmVodZQikYG2aXcmVKgQXsFfIpDa6VfI7Bj3PpAhUaOZg/s400/013pse.jpg" /> </div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-49273933219959407752011-02-02T20:46:00.004+11:002011-02-02T20:54:42.693+11:00I have been a little distracted<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVYTmr9-tOGPB1LxBlc71D0thCCPcskG8v0cj85mRIHlGR9IvaXttXftdJM023HfEXHgtGVPF5o9CzjO6IFwqvjeBswv5StxHVy0Ya7m7RD4KoQRk-kx5RSKDH1ae00LG-J0yHvLKzXdV5/s1600/018pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569027088049155186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVYTmr9-tOGPB1LxBlc71D0thCCPcskG8v0cj85mRIHlGR9IvaXttXftdJM023HfEXHgtGVPF5o9CzjO6IFwqvjeBswv5StxHVy0Ya7m7RD4KoQRk-kx5RSKDH1ae00LG-J0yHvLKzXdV5/s400/018pse.jpg" /></a><em><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">My distraction and our local</span></strong></em></div><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Summer <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">hol's</span> are over, children back at school or in my case - my babies just starting school, my big girl in her second year at high school!!</span></span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Where does the time go? The beach and some really hot weather have kept me away from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">blogland</span>......returning soon.......</span></span></p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-36964802397970680782010-12-27T02:28:00.003+11:002010-12-27T02:31:13.305+11:00Tis the Season.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVnWT2Mr2bLNb2i1OgTAKtH-o9mRHrgLliX2h0i-Rd7guzcQ0Ex9lh-0YOrCFIGIkHsX6Wt3679jiw6hy41VJtO8DUPjO3AIB-VluQtf0SupgE9D3KiySuxS_BJ99yLEjzcaQMcZlFj7WU/s1600/_MG_3090pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555013676752535122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVnWT2Mr2bLNb2i1OgTAKtH-o9mRHrgLliX2h0i-Rd7guzcQ0Ex9lh-0YOrCFIGIkHsX6Wt3679jiw6hy41VJtO8DUPjO3AIB-VluQtf0SupgE9D3KiySuxS_BJ99yLEjzcaQMcZlFj7WU/s400/_MG_3090pse.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Wishing everyone a little Joy this time of year. Merry Christmas<br /></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-55496913222057156152010-12-06T21:19:00.009+11:002010-12-06T22:08:07.355+11:00Portraits<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547513151523342898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7aDGFmAG_RHgdYZKkXRsYFWw5btkCc65mNBxJ28OvKMz3EvBbyeSbNpckE3RMKEUsFO7x-DnGbCaS0GhnaJUZt0cOP6YBHptt6o2bfMy3cPOprMLc-qkfxFFQA3gEFudY-J8OH8OiY9sl/s400/_MG_2849+copy.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>I was sitting in Bella's room watching her play, with camera ready. She asked me if I was taking photos of her, which I replied I was not....'Just taking photos of your toys Belle'. We chatted and laughed and I got this great shot of her</strong></span></em></div><br /><br />I was looking at the beautiful Carla <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Coulson's</span> blog <a href="http://carlalovesphotography.blogspot.com/">http://carlalovesphotography.blogspot.com/</a> in particular her French Essence Portraits..this inspired me to take a few of my own and then add some older ones as well<br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547513925770376562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgffiL5OdXJqc41JtDJkCWhIRttMvNpiX8x7i6h6VmLa262QZbfVpVDj9is-w-DdzAKwxB0JO6-vqqzCU-WtUV7yaVNWxo6G-r007ya04MYvoq3DHnZLaTLiB2UBjWak26O2WJlQ89mjrNy/s400/January+2010+014pse.jpg" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">We were getting ready to go to a wedding. My husband was looking out the window waiting for me as I was checking my camera when I got this shot.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZOz0BluFk20RqKHWMIkRlRpHPud4bMVoQYVjggwUZ9NVDtpZjBbF3nAUiLJNztE3qfT2_uem5WUPbaMxt726-nrwOoqb_93kEqTkW8LvIom_My9rIxM04VQ0pcTMRtRiDV3oJvS0DA6g/s1600/004.jpg"></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547513162808749394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpOY0JL0IKkpDx14lfYKzJAlceVvHJmAD4YvswpzhWqd3K2EvrAXC13lIujIBuLa75R8lC4MQwhqkiYHsKNOW5ZhSGNsjmRy3qaimI53i-1rgbbCXYuZNDWznHPpCtIpaXnH7MprIwj13a/s400/_MG_2880+copy.jpg" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">A week or so ago I was confined to the walls of my house with sick children (yes, my turn came too!). At the end of that very long week I took Beth out to get a few shots. It was late afternoon and the sun was that flattering warm shade the makes your skin glow when I got this shot. </span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547513166245983618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-Xi9xHYsOKI9mnCkXqcUwlayicI2Zyv53KzXWiqeKxR1RXrRGRGCdMDZg_K8o4J88g1Hgigwq3qUI7j0DhN3_hJx_jF9e2LOf2F23J7i43jNWuv4A7_NaYZDzoM4F3SbzatKr0fPtm3A/s400/IMG_2987+copy.jpg" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">This shot is from the weekend just passed. My beautiful sister-in-law and my brand new nephew. I love how comfortable they look in each others arms. Such a precious moment of a new mother with her child.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547513175986690290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQrDyKsLEKYedUt34SIieaEV77rbTxeXEOpr8w9UB3_9FQE5qZs6L-cK04zoEaGSJkHjoHmi3yyheAJzTcGCtnA_Hh9g8GhmPub7b-MLp1Tmoo4A7hiAx_oEIVBCL4UmemS9M1V_YZSgJ/s400/November+2010+070.JPG" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">We recently celebrated Shell's 40<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> Birthday. This is Shell with her husband, such wonderful friends and a stunning couple! It pays to have a camera in your hand all the time ;)</span></em></strong><br /><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547517231271404498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVgheI_uiuECQUeBiZ2rxj2XSvJpbSqM9zj7j9n80tIzbMGzu2cwTX_5EbMCbkyH1CN79gXooZP9eGSOB38DreNhwltXCtdZNF6nx-3LU5nYtRASD2KPcCcNDDsP39RL661nBKUqSztc_/s400/IMG_2661+copy.jpg" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">This is the flag race (they are really only plastic sticks) at Nippers. That is our Beth centre stage..</span></em></strong><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547517536209838242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChn7V06irkr1WXqGGBmLaIaCjkczQqyd6cvYcO35-V_nMNS9988DlIzmmBgDO3VlnoDpjZ5hyu9LgkL5JHUvyI7mAevFl-FfZYz3GoAalg2BdbaHvs8hmsTo_m7zsfeLbsNvUWeb_WzKT/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+461pse.jpg" /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">OK, this is from quite a while ago and really is not a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">portrait</span> of anyone, rather of a very special place </span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">VENICE...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">the buildings, the people, the ambiance ...sigh</span></em></strong><br /><div></div></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-5789456003236244952010-11-22T06:10:00.016+11:002010-11-22T07:32:25.606+11:00<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KrIUrQlyyLJ9K02JJw5Cp40MDvzB2VYqsOAbVNmt2NlHq2n1gsw94tSrQTeMQGcPrkSftrqm8gZTIboap7BKP72oPAWEPBxXmNSHxnVEPNISS3vv7rqqFeILm6YyK4iUeSqHMOVIU2sC/s1600/_MG_2561pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542100752210981170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KrIUrQlyyLJ9K02JJw5Cp40MDvzB2VYqsOAbVNmt2NlHq2n1gsw94tSrQTeMQGcPrkSftrqm8gZTIboap7BKP72oPAWEPBxXmNSHxnVEPNISS3vv7rqqFeILm6YyK4iUeSqHMOVIU2sC/s400/_MG_2561pse.jpg" /></a> After a long hiatus, I am back!!! My computer has not been very obliging and if it says no one more time, it's gone. I have not been able to view my photos or add/edit ANYTHING on this lemon. It has been a problem child from the beginning.<br /><br />Anyway we recently went to the beautiful South Coast of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">NSW</span> to visit my Grandmother and great Uncle. Whilst we were there we got out and about to visit some stunning locations.<br /><br />This is the gorgeous Kangaroo Valley. It was a rainy, hazy day when we visited, which is perfect for scones, jam & cream. This is inland and has beautiful country properties everywhere you look. You can see from the lush green grass that the drought has well and truly broken.<br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542084830429804402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq1312TWeG-RVVG0F_9Gr9MVy1cNkxbqcu9ypuIvb181e4Zq7sfrVAXBYWzIr7Sz9QQtlmUGopFIBEeqPLV7t_BMSjWW2wWF-KSf4hRnZ_2VTyY_g1LVVmp51dIZpXL9tACKFXcDhKKM8p/s400/_MG_2594pse.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083764315140674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibshWEgdRg37ENQp2Bnxy1l4EYJO8jiBe6j4gSkqAUTo4oxTpaw70YZPsB2xQI1rUad0qirKJaajFIHBn28a13k1T3BcZXdmUWygTu90U8Ffi7IZa6XFiNXLnV8SYiIo9N0CBMrhXiAFts/s400/_MG_2569pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>The very inviting and gorgeous cafe Bella at Kangaroo Valley<br /></strong></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542084827033192642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9FxIeGiFbLXwvNHVLfJ1VYQHsKxwqIP3JA5ZNcAw6v8WBY2cT-6isfXn1n7lueZooNw6191Wfp194emEhhCC3CrQDJahf7NJwvOiUipIEDXobB9WqGLcktre6Wt5a4c_VzEu99jQpIUIY/s400/_MG_2579pse.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542084820557023154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPZBovN6mv1w1Xgkq8Hxovz4PDucppcQqugADCxvYdEQC5RTo0slbW0xDfgDXoUWMGXx7C9Wx09T60JVaJmuQhzq9kkQNJ4dK-2k_iBBxbYMMtFlDfeJm5ik5D-41tk31Zr7lcl_41ylmh/s400/_MG_2575pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Just one of the many stunning beaches we visited<br /></strong></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083762965593554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdUCj_6DKubSYXD8-9BuvcojIQGowjwtt4RXzqTNMTEVElw1dVPN4pTD47a9XqePp6vnKFajrcPNyiKCVXNOSnJ0Ycelqo5VDYeRqyCFU5h4Yf5fuSVTG72MyRRy-Vu0rBD-UxYo0TbJbI/s400/_MG_2513pse.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>The working harbour of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ulladulla</span><br /></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083752438397458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOc23dSimSh6svidSCdRkLy2xEkUCRafucEbtGzsyCNpZQdNSCeq-xROz86hoK2NuyNOv_xfk5c8MwvmETXvPTQwhs1p4k4MpXM8QNPkdPhUe3FqfMmPBDUkM0AI8aBE-cb3AijfBHjE6o/s400/_MG_2487pse.jpg" /></span></em></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083056508732242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4CgmTpuijNevbrF3mt1RhyxjKNNBkpL7kqw2xn-aXWVPZGLAVSoVkiz_r6Za2WsJLqMgyIeGPAI_s9tFg3w6nnkUIaUKr8SGUAZD53-lGE16z5Bwtlvd3FF7YGFmFXDRaSncG2TI6r7MA/s400/_MG_2481+copy.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083074344961426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMuD6TP91sZKtMO8_DICk6b0UgJ3oeixXsyn3gVcpE3qKC-Gq2esQhLwLC29Xa8t9Cv3sXUnEYuOt5u7teAzNbSxVTD_bqADAch1IO9vXynlyPDOCwrSvfNRwbFdbpBNSnEbgrAECSJqd4/s400/_MG_2486+copy.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>I just love old boats and the way they weather. The rust, the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">barnacles</span> and the beautiful thick, textured rope on them</strong></span></em>.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083060022584850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pUr5YoUd3MY0u94NhzTyYHD08dKomU99I3n3swZuM7uetBuU2x8QZC_38YrwvfRrZ-cxq8c4K384l9bFEVi2CBIMCHWLPePwBDGA-9ZtFJcf8kL789wlEWagbPgV_xOr8bL0tmWBH-Kl/s400/_MG_2485pse.jpg" />Mum and Dad introduced me to this bush/coastal walk at Milton, and it is not to be missed! This walk details the life of the Aborigines in the area and how they were affected when white man came to Australia.</div><br />The Aboriginal community have used the local Aboriginal reserves to put this story together. There are a series of stunning carvings, poignant words and a truly magical walk. We don't do enough to learn about our Aboriginal heritage here in Australia. I would love to see Schools using this walk as a learning tool.<br /><br />Unfortunately this area is a magnet for vandals and some of the carvings have been lost to fires that have been purposely lit! But here is some of what you can see.<br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>The entrance to the bush walk, a gorgeous carving that incorporates the land and sea</strong></span></em>.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542093524513674754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5s4IWsllwTEFFnF8MYMIIUB6LMnU9P4A1noVHvguOpmESoxSpv4W7XiEPFJMjACKLRa9F_vYLr0t_JtJX5C3u87-xulj6ig-b0PRgQQchk-9620QoF2QlRAijozmSjLSV7ka0jbu_S0AL/s400/_MG_2558pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>My Father and eldest daughter setting out on the walk<br /></strong></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542088381058076322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLt1EnME37xWd0IHLTVBtwe7aB5Rt-LFMilMeaYRRCfKam0ZDiuVqGAGkc2dyrTY7_-VjuXDYwKyw7S2EFbUR9BWnklgKugqw7DHsW2_TTiHmuT2MWleIEzLpLqWgdWxUb9Y_iN5h5gjId/s400/_MG_2532pse.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542089235393480674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRleSh8oKGW4lLH-ljgJ4bSiqA-gcVtlwYIvrzn-sdpHln-SjW2Xfjbonya9h0EtAbLetRh0sJYNj6EI0WEeAUckoOhiZganQx5qiF7_cJSrYhiv8YSMEYMNuXlXaS1noVhuONQ183M0AW/s400/_MG_2551pse.jpg" /> <div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Everything created is around us, but you teach your children behind closed doors and thank your creator behind walls?</strong><br /></span></em><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542088360143806434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPLxHagfieoS0FKhXbbNMT0yGSRDsbSQQLyeC7NSQYAXz6NjhdlvZHN-eC28ix5ZDEGaA5UQqUHvFUP6DSJAapJi1L5n_lJE1K-LFcgfNrTzdggk-fO5sVpLdkLqltaTeAaufgB_j0UXrL/s400/_MG_2531pse.jpg" /> <strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Some of the carvings</span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542088370827809778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGWx4p2_4nM8-6mBfr_83gE-AjYjrKGvmAtt_bc7iD_7Aj_kqy1NIXaPRePCE7Y_gQXwrkUkqfoKs9SmxBJYJdGfKdhysDWRlQJMDA1jYMwyotFb4BNcn6kngRVduLcv51-An6pcmg_kW/s400/_MG_2542pse.jpg" /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Had to include this shot!<br /></span></em></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542089245377415714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOPYEu40ujejZf1LoWn0FmAQXOEFuP1TFB0SAsktmXYOSDyzvnIFaTzeKuZNF_n6j3qfaYqDkvSRU3biur9l_QMnoyf7biDEmLBowyFx2b-0hMNVjJGQe6YOHbz5y5Z-pGHcYaHCeN7vuN/s400/_MG_2546pse.jpg" /><br />If ever you get the chance to visit the South Coast, look up this walk at Milton. It really is special.Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-55592160725810625222010-09-19T19:09:00.003+10:002010-09-20T14:40:55.958+10:00The Winter That Was...<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518840957996286562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1R-qXPXvQ5PvtnqxBuW0elkOryIDWmMKWx-HRwb00S0pG4Diu0RH1fg-B8UeAW0BiwXZleOPQ_VqefTKAHXm6IrbLgwCl35adTvBjEKnNsvlKkXxYTplahe194KeulFZjPkVfORzYJ9s/s400/073pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Playing on the sand dunes with Dad and </strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">scooting on the beach front with Winston the Wombat</span></em><br /></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512247347765962722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgelpbWe-UiDc8wCpLHaJVTF6dOYL74Dh_xyWBimLXx-vMmhYoCRYLB1WpEApMUi7ae52zTow_vr7tdl45qKmOIeiUBJA_D4cVHiRHYI2HBu0YN4OcGm_nT96eVifoo4GIF5LTEc3qI6-bs/s400/July2010+009pse.jpg" /> <div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGTlDv76mp6OjQMZH6WQfzZdBplkoAgFaASfx-FSnXXSBxMX1L6BVHJ1RqpRSncm-HLh8RCdqa-_ckkFpF0xkb0HtgTds63OaKFNbF-agnrvIrR6RUESnp66JeS1se8_SuSnIWafaocdaQ/s1600/065pse.jpg"></a>With Spring well and truly in the air I am happy to declare Winter is over!!! Although we can't really complain about Winter down under, it is nice to get some warmth in the air again.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>What a find! Sommersby Falls</strong></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512245375370109426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gkFvV3O9PMXlzGI_neZ92CxgqYNKKOxwXBtpmuB-6sq_LlftJUeN7DSJbzm5I-L_Xp0PPjHbTSYQqfIlwqXSAOwkYuE_IZFUcoGDXOkfWkbLzef0aaEG5IHov1qFakhx6ZT64O_OUUyB/s400/049+copy.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><div align="left">As you can see my Winter still revolves around the beach. Little girls swimming in the ocean in July (Brrrr), scooting on the beach front, discovering some local water falls, lots of coffee, park and play time. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Unfortunately we have also had some nasty computer viruses, that have kept me away from blog land! (look out for a particularly persistant virus call my web search). <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518842545719770738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGevQobFmwdBpv93SApV47B0D-hv636FX-951ScqnMiItGZAUGbmMdmhmdvqTKCD_sw_3WAPe-xJutPd5u3vShLwhDGKtGfjUkWTBvPTvv5EEtWkXdvvxwjjgs6c-Xo73KN-pN-d7ZEo0J/s400/024pse.jpg" /></div><div align="left">We also had a sleep over/bake off!! My eldest daughter and 4 of her friends participate in the RSPCA cup cake fund raiser. It was our year to host the event. This involves a (mandatory) sleepover and the girls (and mother) making heaps of cupcakes, decorating and selling them! The girls managed to pull in $300 odd dollars. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518842554308183842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5d170c9TfkP-nlqyM-KB8ENBS0wqjZIG3LeN6wpHCSFFlCWyTI15OvQNJNx0_uaPLdPPqH3asPmOmjZ3N_1_CUWlPFvDWCbly8UQ1v8Hb9sdIv-0OI55jPVZcwCrt7Pu0xKyVDvdNgYAA/s400/084pse.jpg" /></div><div align="left">Did I mention the dancing?? Yes, there was a little bit of dancing and we even managed to squeeze in a child free night at the spectacular Shoal Bay. </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518840966234376994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3c7E6aDbZ5BqTf0QHq3QdnTbZClvmvHI4BVOno6iSf3LazaMx08xe0VddqZcap95_uRZevZW9qtm_lwycJom5j4usDsAxF_Xp98bTLuPklYwUvm8F7iq6b8vIvBxFzJ_HsggU_o2ECJa/s400/July+2010+039pse.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIbWQrEh4mgIxA11C-Len94XUMwzhea9W02KShNyG41qqSU68jvzzOuHtXbDG279T0ITF5PATIxOTkBwjgkBlreMRnHod_-z0FMZqytZjIQzmebmTd0hJBTqg_57pZt_2TDRZeGyTeAHtj/s1600/018pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512245371586005010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIbWQrEh4mgIxA11C-Len94XUMwzhea9W02KShNyG41qqSU68jvzzOuHtXbDG279T0ITF5PATIxOTkBwjgkBlreMRnHod_-z0FMZqytZjIQzmebmTd0hJBTqg_57pZt_2TDRZeGyTeAHtj/s400/018pse.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em><strong>Shoal Bay on a perfect Winters Day!</strong></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em><strong>Harley's at the Bay</strong></em></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltZT3cDAWhoEFTHU7pbK-qLNeIiuhSdHaFrQhuL2NTv3k8zKItXrKvVNn3Q7vzDCulQRq-uRsYUkGlHvU91rv9cxjvob_3RHvexeGjPZrhxhJ0tz7hEMUywQthVlC5ITjWbtht-J5vxGf/s1600/002pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512244213473855154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltZT3cDAWhoEFTHU7pbK-qLNeIiuhSdHaFrQhuL2NTv3k8zKItXrKvVNn3Q7vzDCulQRq-uRsYUkGlHvU91rv9cxjvob_3RHvexeGjPZrhxhJ0tz7hEMUywQthVlC5ITjWbtht-J5vxGf/s400/002pse.jpg" /></a><br /></div></div><br /></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-39237525491404732862010-08-15T11:04:00.020+10:002010-08-15T13:33:31.899+10:00Let the Production Begin!<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439546658638226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd6ax9jZ_T_tGQxY4kcZiZoiM4aGVu8GXs8S_ctpByKI_xN9CXwf5ueovh0yTfqmbnATuYGvn1XJfch99U4vF9xeiWMA5SlpkBCQ9XaDFxO0FNHL2iWSnj6HTTJ2O-CtcYkAuVSb-isvzR/s400/Rock+Room+127pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> my daughter on the end in the black - out of costume!</span></em></div><br /><div align="left">The past few months have seen our life here consumed with dance. My eldest daughter is involved in the annual rock <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">eisteddfod</span> for high schools throughout <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">NSW</span>, this year known as talent storm. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439536590097010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-UvUDcZZtNRDL9PFSjvxXu23AIp8vLSrq3QLt-_z_J-KOeVsAEOj4J4ttTrCiFk-yKpqU_v2sPPv17rDkqHmYhansn-5auHaD1zJe1vJaPoRQ7CxA3RR0kjQXhRE2YaTf3S81qc5SiRe2/s400/Rock+Room+108pse.jpg" /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>The very talented and ambitious teachers put together an amazing production. Notes, planning, positioning and more notes help to pull it together. It's not all sequins and braids!!</em></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">These performances are a 'dance off' between all the schools with awards going to the top 3 performances. It is a highly sought after recognition of dance/performance/staging and last year our school came in at 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span>.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Unfortunately funding was dropped by the federal government this year but in its place we have talent storm. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439524603938626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg554lAkQXPG2xKbPI7Tn5MG2oRT7Um-RkW8mzlOmX8H-wl7NY_kKJvAxKvtb3uPzwNa7R0yTO4K-g-TspmQytR0CFK1SvsTgVXLB1lTCgwbLszZErxlqslfOHYOD78P7oU2IREgMDtRDqU/s400/Rock+Room+090pse.jpg" /></div><div align="left"><br />These photos were taken at rehearsal. The production is massive! and commitment from both child and parents is huge. The kids have been practising as part of their sport since the start of the year, with June, July and August seeing the weekends slowly swallowed by practice, practice, practice. Now on the cusp of the performance every Sunday is taken up by rehearsal for the students and parents helping out with costumes and stage sets.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505443192533376754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUiq-LpEiC9k_GipjNLHwG_-4pg-WBdikRLt1ncOW4Ovj4uNwMDWIqXsgt-EjSLQbn14HS-QvchfBWH2K1m17BF7qqzeIW8YxLFZ_mnaiMRMitJ_INyHYQT803sMdvoidiDWqdaaP1iOg/s400/Rock+Room+191pse.jpg" /> <p align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The talented Ms Dyson watching over the rehearsal</span></em><br /></p><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">When you are not a good sewer (flat out sewing a button on a shirt!) you get to glue, paint, tie and iron whatever is thrown your way. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505438230332358066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM6esET_ZIhLmSuz5-i5-4WutMKvaOYdklkeiPBnB_2fST8UxcxZWtWSvNwZKMTVfAsgycM5bgHfdV4iY1iumV1Z3RYDvoGxbdLFvxF6t3MHm63aYh_mMAcltx1mwqmkOLknZP5LNZSbTV/s400/Rock+Room+017pse.jpg" /> <div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The racks of costumes that all needed ironing</span></em></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505442358507101778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-M85cq1F3nPFUjOR5PFUVx96N667jFBB0xAL7JsG9edz5fKrtfSS4chaZwR29tg6brZK-hWIuE7SXi28MPE5Kd2_8cdUwAM94o79HYFvkGMbl_PZ2yB_tnjlNrgnQWjU-afSpm0qVgpZ/s400/Rock+Room+182pse.jpg" /> <div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">I tied the elastic on all of these masks!!</span></em></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">I have to say that I have enjoyed being involved in this production and when dress rehearsal was on it was a great opportunity to take my camera and shoot away.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Low light, hand held and lots of movement make for a challenging shoot for me, but I am pretty pleased with the results. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505442347589100898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE82Kmfai9W7pRUlyMZcZiTckNGfLg4sc_D0NWsNMayTyC0qp3lITaonE5exBQG55-dzIsLmT0isR_vSO2y8Z0hJBPWFAcDgKSypieYsGDOC1b-jSmA199RJk0hT_A_W2PHDqIxJUhGg16/s400/Rock+Room+168pse.jpg" /></div><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Storming the stage with talent and doing us proud!</span></em></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505442338217230146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW7brBPJzghPAisc21PjgDbhtCwcPybwQw0KBoTnLwxHMHVE-0P59d_DzmYHiC6-_fHYtpqcWDuMwDw2_zMCTCqeI0GZcCssgoh6LB9Ltv7FzkMat15gn48P60-KsYE9FTUg8wLU3WCXWl/s400/Rock+Room+143pse.jpg" />Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-74766715168943351072010-07-27T20:15:00.002+10:002010-07-27T20:18:15.684+10:00An Aussie take on all things Scottish<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I have been trying to write this post for a week!! 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A recent visit to my Husbands 93 year old grandmother at the beautiful country town of Wingham a few months ago saw us having a look at the annual Scottish festival that is held here. <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">My parents have started to research Mums side of the family tree and what do you know the family originated from Scotland! A very difficult search on smiths that were also known as Jones!! They seem to be light on details like dates and correct names and there are a few skeletons getting a shake up in that wardrobe.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfCEDw4VgOMhomHQGWoy1ImpKCS0uqPIWeCG1RlP7hoZuV8wE-q12w-JNLJ93g7SEBwt7LeBqR1-vRhRM05gPrTdBEKaEKQwxL2LaU-dLW3SPRDLQpTRMqfybF6nGX8Z7o3WBnAsnWsE6/s1600/185pse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfCEDw4VgOMhomHQGWoy1ImpKCS0uqPIWeCG1RlP7hoZuV8wE-q12w-JNLJ93g7SEBwt7LeBqR1-vRhRM05gPrTdBEKaEKQwxL2LaU-dLW3SPRDLQpTRMqfybF6nGX8Z7o3WBnAsnWsE6/s400/185pse.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>A very proud Grandpa trotted bonnie Bella through the festival. </strong></span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>The jacket and beret were worn by her Auntie 30 odd years ago! </strong></span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>Grandma has lovingly looked after this beautiful outfit</strong></span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iX8mTf7z_B9y9W5NS0FTmm7H7gHTsFaZtoEy6nb0recKL_A30a6sGDL5wBvK-x-y6oQwfSmtnadNDurOToB3YypOeh491sWjjnWc1Q66aHtaJT7g0CWwUra_fB6Fd-5Gd21CYxVHOson/s1600/172pse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iX8mTf7z_B9y9W5NS0FTmm7H7gHTsFaZtoEy6nb0recKL_A30a6sGDL5wBvK-x-y6oQwfSmtnadNDurOToB3YypOeh491sWjjnWc1Q66aHtaJT7g0CWwUra_fB6Fd-5Gd21CYxVHOson/s400/172pse.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">We asked both our girls if they wanted </span></strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">to wear the jacket and beret. </span></strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Our very determined and very individual Beth said no-way, </span></strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Our ever obliging Bella was happy </span></strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">to don the outfit for her Grandma & Grandpa.</span></strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">I think she wears it well</span></strong></em></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-96333832797556392010-06-26T21:52:00.006+10:002010-06-27T07:14:12.851+10:00Winter Sunsets at Harrington<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYot0nKXnOjCC5FzaJMa2vpwyQbeSn-9dcrYT8ECr__79h_DWBW1WK7tFR_mQoU7nTnoD75UvngjhSud7sdmIuhoI9NfLjF-SRLMu59ld7PhUCq6nd87oQn4HOLkRXmdJFo7vvNm_hu_uM/s1600/137pse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYot0nKXnOjCC5FzaJMa2vpwyQbeSn-9dcrYT8ECr__79h_DWBW1WK7tFR_mQoU7nTnoD75UvngjhSud7sdmIuhoI9NfLjF-SRLMu59ld7PhUCq6nd87oQn4HOLkRXmdJFo7vvNm_hu_uM/s400/137pse.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>'If you had your time over again</strong></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong></strong></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>Would you do it all the same?</strong></span></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>Down through all the twists and bends</strong></span></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>Are there moments you'd erase?'</strong></span></em></div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9O5kfJhsuMdc8OVnEIslcfW_0B4vi43_rNT7GrvizVVXdvEG-AF-w0auiTDUI-8f4DJXK7IM8eUGpQ_wb0C_LFRCEMGj0f8cLyOg2nZltiGTj_2eXydipCi1bnJeViZaFIQbzZ8z2JKsK/s1600/133pse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9O5kfJhsuMdc8OVnEIslcfW_0B4vi43_rNT7GrvizVVXdvEG-AF-w0auiTDUI-8f4DJXK7IM8eUGpQ_wb0C_LFRCEMGj0f8cLyOg2nZltiGTj_2eXydipCi1bnJeViZaFIQbzZ8z2JKsK/s400/133pse.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">'And if your course could be reset</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;"></span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Would you steer your ship my way?</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;"></span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Or would you sail the widest stretch</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Just to feel the force of the waves?</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">If you had your time over again</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Would you sail the widest stretch?</span></strong></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">If you had your time over again......... </span></strong></em></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>Contemplation provided by Powderfinger, sail the widest stretch</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Images...me</em></strong></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-77492364872945895722010-06-21T19:26:00.006+10:002010-06-21T19:41:25.288+10:00B Well<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I completed my 2nd fun run on Sunday. A sparkling day for a 12km run. I am feeling strong...Invincible....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I am women hear me roar</span></div><br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">The <a href="http://b-wellreport.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color: red;">B Well</span></strong></a> blog has helped me kick along with my training. I was struggling with my consistency, but there is a lot of ideas and inspiration to help you 'pick up your game' if you need it!</span></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-68148254893096630932010-06-17T18:38:00.006+10:002010-06-17T19:42:02.533+10:00Lunch Anyone?<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483668455926356370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJAv68nvz6W61TWw1XviRSHRtfTxqZG8DhPN3EJBbMN5IB2Cmr4mOboZU3T9gQH53U9TQ1qwZdxzWkDhwiMVWYIgzOSa3wAv95Bi5OgcIyqoCzwcCxwubuyqzRiEOIgReZKaOMDM-sZpo/s400/016pse.jpg" />There is nothing I love more than a long lunch. It is such a luxury and pleasure and at the moment a very difficult thing to achieve with a couple of 4 year <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">olds</span> and a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">tweenager</span>!!<br /><br />Little fish winery at Port <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Macquarie</span> is a perfect setting and allows all of us to enjoy a long lunch. There are great climbing trees for the littlest girls and it even brings out the little girl in my tween. The summer wine is too easy to drink and there are often kangaroos roaming through the vines.<br /><br />If ever you are in this neck of the woods make sure you drop in for a visit. We always book the gazebo outside, but there is also beautiful dining on the deck of the cafe.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483668951837686210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcmMqhVmh9f5JEHd9viYELqtGu197EtPJLXfsS8A9yKCKK1qUI6td1DpwnWSQJO6m-YFlTHvQgdgy7IjVUXcrc4ltM2rJBBEfXG2Cr__UQrbpjRtHzjgnA2fJapJOXUxlChTcrsP4ahKUy/s400/012pse.jpg" /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483670869265092194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsC5sxU29sRwhQ7jsKhwEA23WGWaNxu5oby_0WxICeeAurTJAAb9cjgJNXI-X2Xcz7J1Q8EoHmI80yw25MxM2jguLoHSQZXrBif95Ya0O4OjW_SJpmpJWT4ZxdTdXf6SGtDXfwD7703MRU/s400/008pse.jpg" /><br />Picture perfect in every way! My Mother & Father in law introduced us to this beautiful winery and now we always make sure a visit to Little Fish is fitted in when we stay with them.</div><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483670376211973410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd-I5fzUAsQj4vR9hd9nXx401hEDEgQl5pdEED-s0zqSrcMI-UEo4XLixT3iMd9dSQ33ah8jvlVp0yX_6KPT9lxgR6Le9W61fgofFkeQz18o5YYkcINkQ9WJAW2cvQR3iM6pKl3yon1HDF/s400/072pse.jpg" /><br /></div><div><div>Beautiful food, great company and good wine....sorry, not a crumb left.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483669280619408226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD7yjefz9Wa3PTntIud2VxL2nWxCyM70NVqkg22E1waElup-FsByn35RivcVAIor0ITQQXZfoUEYf0B7e_Ip6ynPu3JFug6e0EFviz6gnp6Ivb2DHipTa2bDTyjvuKHewkhZvjZ1q_dPu7/s400/019+copy.jpg" /></div></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-42345873802959092892010-05-25T20:41:00.013+10:002010-05-26T16:09:08.167+10:00The seasons they are changing<div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475432629002349026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0OeF9bpvWEe27JuN1cpbcJzKcixtDg1Jo9mY6iQUnVs2jWJLbDLvXpoG4sPqahCqEL5LwvXLVmwrhczW2KQrTcJK7Sj8o2zq9xr5ShAeZikpoUUJf9KJpHI2CRb9Ee-qF6W_KCikv2MVX/s400/Autumn+2010+067pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"> An Autumn sky littered with leaves<br /></span></em><br />As I get older I appreciate the turn of seasons a whole lot more. I have always been a summer lover, but that is changing and Autumn holds a special place in my heart.</div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><div>Maybe it is because my trip of a life time happened in that season, maybe it is because that is the season I married my great love, maybe it is the colours and the temperature....The change of hot, hot weather to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cooler, </span> comfortable weather. It allows me to breathe, to run, to change.........</div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475318487489468018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP9Ed1_10IqGDMedpdTL9uoKFNRT2mO9bkU5av-YOZE1rCtmKpFlt4xEeN43fHWwHTdyEzln8UfpE_ZuHKYKth3KqPkD3lrk547YZ53Wh98mYqedT_INcoxPVQ8K1cXO708KZ6eLkOwmqP/s400/Autumn+2010+072pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Just 10 or so minutes from the beach you will find beautiful properties at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Matcham</span>. I love the wooden fences and the way the trees drape over them</em></span></div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em><div></em></span>Anyway I am enjoying the show mother nature is putting on for us at the moment..Her colour palette so rich and ever changing, the colours are not what you could dream. She is a grand artist and I am her humble follower....I hope you enjoy her grandeur as much as I do.</div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475440059751249602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE58S6gfQqhuDf_GvaS3M808Gs5XZ-UZcK4bkJmGe1NbJ1BUQpBlpDxbc1_N0o_cNsrPrO02fhXT55RlaIpGcHPhc2vueDKUqWRWC7Ye_nejw4pkRwqKlu-xoWDWUckxERD-dM2QOSarGC/s400/Autumn+2010+061pse.jpg" /><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475377225601385090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0AwJ_A5ZC_T3CO4VoPQO2MfKYphHZl3jU04Dj_N7chRbB3LpJxqnVR6ml4Yx_HuLfLhNwj-YC3S0CVPsWRRyKbSYYfw2BHz2oBdLuoYz3YkYZLUE-gdm22h1V6McsaDaBhBTeypaMtkdO/s400/Autumn+2010+075pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">I love the look of this property, nestled in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ever changing</span> trees<br /></span></em><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380234732342274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiob0qMxMDH2AXhoLzseiq9GLDbMGyPagE5Xh00EQLvZ2IkoChAsgsRXh_7LNIMSa_VqoS8S9LD7UU1J6gR4C8Wke8xR1A7oC4suxoaxBuxm4JGjKN7ryNeqHZXIst8S662lP_s82puBTFW/s400/Autumn+2010+097pse2.jpg" /></div></div></div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">There was so much colour in this photo that I decided to simplify it and take the colour out. What appeals to me is the wood pile under the tree, next to a rickety fence. The fence is actually pink, the tree all gold and red, a bright blue tarp to the right of the picture and the grass a vivid green.</span></em></div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475454756357683122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSExs01l_OvzhX0RQi3_gcFFqhnbgfUIft3sYF0z_xDU3fdaYEafMF72NIb8eiOyotwGAFHoteZqKlbMSMGc7cczWWntXeonyKX0GsUqWicMT0Yi-XKSgPV1vzeUULU3lvZOJlBlK1zjMH/s400/Autumn+2010+114pse.jpg" /></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Now this little beauty goes against the gold and red leaves of Autumn, but she is just so beautiful. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Camellia's</span> are in bloom in my garden and are the most perfectly formed flowers. I love the dark green glossy leaves against the pale pink of the flower. She gets it so right!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-67837206166538567612010-05-20T22:45:00.024+10:002010-05-21T22:28:19.091+10:00Keep running, running and running, running<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473304619578435314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg5l9mKoLRVsHl-EVoC0VykRLVjP5L1qJDFsK99yeszBHKBfUv81UdXmBxzQoHM1OQmzq_imtbT-yckQSOkIzooLW0yIQcRLuR2WqwjE4kXIP3UgrEkeOmu3xawV5cVWjCuk1xnwoPhwqN/s400/004pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em> A clear blue sky....no excuses!!!<br /></em></span><br /><div><div>I am now on the downhill slide to my 12km fun run and am terribly unprepared!! My world has been one big juggle and the ball that always gets dropped is training time. That said I am determined to do this run and I will....Anyway I thought I might share a few of my training sights and my training buddies that keep me going (You have to sing to this one - let me hear you....loud and proud)</div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473305637689011186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinS3fjN8C-Qtk8y8BYB4UP4hmjG6HU7MZXB90z2B39RagR1b1tDIvXzWG-_3MsDO73qBj01lwH2OO7yS9xgHz09Y6ljJc8xGWdXPlWYCGuau7NO2KT2AhlmO02CldKVmw5l5KllE45z7PP/s400/Jan+2010+027pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The lake that divides...This one splits <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span> into two distinct areas <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span> & North <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span>. </span></em></div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em><br /><div>As I start my run Michael and I are getting 'Elegantly Wasted' with the rest of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">INXS</span>. Such a good track to find your rhythm to. <em>We run, we hide, we want the good life</em>...I want the good life too Michael! </div><div><br /></div><div><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">JT</span> kicks me into gear by telling me he's <em>bringing sexy back.</em>I reply <em><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yeeaahh</span> them other boys don't know how to act..take it to the chorus</em> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">JT</span>. I will be getting my sexy out after the run, thanks anyway..</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473305632899796162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzyr6yW6O_Pyh5UM-4PegCDDRoyt6JqDURDDI9JnNRKdxTilu9wXBWvMdCsR_wPWFDzUpfahZHttBejQefzWMRCiBiUTcCDrrC_Qwulwe-D633tLenzd_tKgCourobpnIRhtYCcHl8RfZY/s400/Jan+2010+023+copy.jpg" /><br /><div>Meredith Brooks makes me smile as 'Bitch' belts out of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">ipod</span>, <em>I hate the world today</em>!!!!</div><div><em>I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one</em> - I'm with you Meredith, cause I'm nothing in between either. </div><div><em>Take me as I am, this may mean you'll need to be a stronger man</em>....I am singing out loud to this one. Go the girls!!</div><br /><div></div><div>Tone <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Loc</span> keeps me going with wild thing. Love the start <em>'Lets do it'</em> - I'm with you Tone....I'm doing it. 80's tragic I know.</div><br /><div>The Cat Empire makes me want to salsa to '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">fishies</span>', dance, dance, dance oh no...it should be run, run, run. It gives me my second wind...<em>Welcome <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">fishies</span> to my hook.</em></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473309935399279122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcGx_ozIy0Zc3QmAe_iAWZtRFd40q3XEZlghWiBf6qUGnIQlwXq7LADmEHGn_tA7bViTCB1sJ4E9t09RD1-u_nh9l-s4kC-bqSoisS_hyYVgvDBYLumYoIcI0MnDm57yCd4w9wKsN0AXsK/s400/January+2010+156pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The shoes that will take me there</span></em><br /><br /><div>The Cruel Sea's 'Honeymoon is over' gives me strength and power....I<em> won't let you cook for me baby its never gonna get that far....</em></div><div><em>hey it ain't no fun no more, I don't know what to say the honeymoon is over baby it's never gonna be the same again.</em> Yeah!!!</div><br /><br /><div>George Michael sings <em>'I won't let you down, I will not give you up'</em> on Freedom 90 - Me neither Michael, stay with me.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473697341849417026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhQNNI5KDLiFrbFQ7OY8qEnkFc_EmbONV8EN_fvcbAPjI7p_yqYSMtHZB3-GDfz_lpQeCboNF9iobYIRSFsC2G6AmwigMiQfnaiD03-pa79PO-hxiMygdyTd0h6chK2qRYgq6nZn3oKEs/s400/Jan+2010+118pse.jpg" /> <div>Princes 'Raspberry Beret' - <em>the kind you find in a second hand store</em> kicks me along. I want one of those too <em>and if it was warm I might not wear much more</em> either!! (need to click up a few more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">k's</span> for that though).</div><br /><div>Robbie Williams and I have 'come undone' - Robbie tells me '<em>if I keep lying then I'd just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">disappoint</span> you'</em> - I don't think so Robbie, keep singing for me baby...</div><br /><div>Santana and Rob Thomas give me some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Latin</span> groove in 'smooth' - <em>give me your heart, make it real or just forget about it</em>. Another track I want to dance to but push on through and keep running.</div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473302691844494690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93oRmV_SPWnbRs_a7Zmr61DsZRfahizlWw_4DRTwLgQHRqUdUKa0i5_NVcj-glU-Vz64MMI6tLTFRdPrYnr3GKhrKyu4AN5igfHkVWlf6B1XIwpQ1xNtkmlBGWrdfsbgMBvHLCljTleax/s400/April+2010+037pse2.jpg" /></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">All roads lead to ...the beach</span></em><br /><br />Just a few of my friends that help me through my run..Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-54794755169598271782010-05-06T18:30:00.018+10:002010-05-06T21:32:54.997+10:00These are a few of my favourite things..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJayL4ek_5wvapau1lAwN5d1G2HwIoAsS6lJs5oXykZD4riqQhQVfeXEhVblbkPzVHyHNz7_PZ5XgF3-D-aPgEDXU9W_k0B7WLcRVXFqpXPuKW3-Yi9iHZeVn3MPaJBgy0B4UWyysUVR1/s1600/103pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468095684937002610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJayL4ek_5wvapau1lAwN5d1G2HwIoAsS6lJs5oXykZD4riqQhQVfeXEhVblbkPzVHyHNz7_PZ5XgF3-D-aPgEDXU9W_k0B7WLcRVXFqpXPuKW3-Yi9iHZeVn3MPaJBgy0B4UWyysUVR1/s400/103pse.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>My gorgeous Annaliese is such a beautiful soul. Her smile is as warm as she is. She is also my most obliging model</em></span><br /><br /><br />OK, I will warn you that this post is dedicated to my gorgeous girls. Girls who are full of life and have the wonder of the world in front of them.<br /><br />So here goes my brag post....hope you enjoy<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvYL1mMw4EhqDzIRgrID4EuecYycyT4QcAwdptIzqwJ7qBzMaxvlyVmqhWgoDIKVKPoVzp8_2Vb0-YxMWnls6_RwCcvObQQjCkZkLWyMm1RWIWnCMD3UcEKtLdPUyXfgbhgs7I1robzO0/s1600/103pse.jpg"></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468094122249836082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguw1VRLHRhOl1CKtU3cl5t985zuNkdKVjZE8HUomOZ5PQP2gQnWM3dZmd-BfkbslFmdenLehQOC-7-ACYvuaFmsYNAxWhfQQRr3F_hkkc2SmWjw7H0xzDnhU7gj3jQ2hBrIv822OjvnUZH/s400/IMG_6449.JPG" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Beth in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">rock star</span> moment...statement sunnies and lots of attitude<br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYn-Dkg6vlcLkBTG3pBKnBMZPgV2kK6QFiJ6a52TJT0ru0HfExEcXu8RHIGtdSf-AI0Oo4d3mfM-fxpWFIKfVTLM3hqwz_iXh-vVAi2IlOP8UzcdShfhS8_IFuf8-B3hDvcKWLyqw2HKcp/s1600/103pse.jpg"></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468093149721332386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJOWR2UZUHgOSZbyAdm-iYWJMXQOrspH7UHysTSCT-wPMTQFTHGNKYN1HtTQJKbekZmxN1lfPjdrpeJX8jY5Z29XIbxQxVvK8PDQBPXXDdW90xNKkx2Bc5X7a_gUp0R446lO_z6JvXt1KQ/s400/005pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Can you hear her laughing?<br /></em></span><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468088122656534674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEAAA4s16imSAh7WOAIrxQKnav5LmYhhkm-ln3ZWWzlnxNRZrldBR2gJHMqrLKauf0QmrJlEqAMK1xUN0SQZLN55X2XkYC_4HDGlwrWwDsKonug2LPYGdSwdlyVxg3KBAHb0-pXyLnliuY/s400/015PSE.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Trying for a smile and not succeeding! A grainy/textured layer for this shot. What do you think? I'm not sure about this...</em></span> <div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468088137475835426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMSy5fnHlt-p0xnZEy6nGT0Y4wE12yiecBbe-U4OyrWhyphenhyphennEl-pDNvpQROcJC25WDHyqjzvkACTfcneckTXIp279jaxkNNt2GyO3nOtJq36Ago8wVl-cTuMeti1EzeuHa9nOgu1eZITmzH/s400/013pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>So you think you can dance? Getting ready for the stage.<br /></em></span><div><br /><br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468090483775386370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2mzg8khhDUgpPpQd49PWL56AEoHFFNh5be5GYJi9hNrDlFcGnJ5K30Lrg2yuq4rdxtZJ9bnC8gM5nrhu4NETXqo3nbKc-WGty6StULGYqXhPzLKny3Lw_hN6Fv2kyN4rCbg7uRuTZRuJ/s400/Birthday+2009+035pse2.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Love <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bethy's</span> freckles and cheeky smile<br /></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468088111676193282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVhWoCEZebT2MvPJKtyfOKbTK-KVitsLjJTJvE7mCCwC5vjnUx37S4qk3WSpbojLYRXGfr8h0NDa02SpSQA3l6AfgdRv26zr3IW13FTOqy2jGudJZpz_Z-VpBAeQujIlis9rfFSQDtoFBv/s400/023PSE.jpg" /></em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>A pensive moment for our Belle. A gentle little girl with an incredible imagination. She is the first to share her toys, food..anything.</em></span><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw4H5KUDJHGfQGJGRnjBd5eM1Emq2IYTTNOT9izCzWHPjGeL2e9-OkhPe_R6Ew-efITrWDpA1sj-HK0WrA5v45BUCPerY9PrVmWUspP1VWFdPoOT7DwAANGP1jXYjtI9ZB58SaL6GW0aYa/s1600/Year+6+Farewell+2009+101pse.jpg"></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468094130853424978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1KH-w4kxgE8znzR_thUy_kSCOXLOW6R_AcpgPxchhL_O_qalH0ov4kpv6I8DKpqkOzfgZ83d27ZyIbecPtLqy2jkHVG1DNqABUdUiiWwnVto97j_TXLDCIpZrB0iY702gTdhzpI4umh9/s400/IMG_6564.JPG" /></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Love the light from the candles for this shot.<br /></em></span><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468085106928089186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqr43W3hME2q90MGKlJs2kF-7s61YTGJA8gAVREkFWiuqTNnn69JM4ry2Z-wP5d9nPp1xy4c8JDz0DNcKMZYIeQAHgdjOZA5hAPDfbuUZh9PIeUFQuQ1xvCwRQKgOQmCSuRq3P23jCb48M/s400/File0042pse.jpg" /></div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>My attempt at a high key photo<br /></em></span><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ebEL8QtSSYrIHnXqS30Dhc91yspHjiUn_vjBSKG1fspArE0udBCn6sWe6RlXt5GS-DgdLITHh0RQnwzjYKcz1lYMtR7Oxsdy7EvnKlBj04duoAhCAsSw0SdV7K0hpF7eY9h4xI6VRZIZ/s1600/Jan+-+March+09+128pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468085099824695986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ebEL8QtSSYrIHnXqS30Dhc91yspHjiUn_vjBSKG1fspArE0udBCn6sWe6RlXt5GS-DgdLITHh0RQnwzjYKcz1lYMtR7Oxsdy7EvnKlBj04duoAhCAsSw0SdV7K0hpF7eY9h4xI6VRZIZ/s400/Jan+-+March+09+128pse.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Inspiration - Jennifer Hawkins, Myer catalogue. Trying to replicate the pose.<br /></em></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZjgNNq8wDUD9hBcNHHYV9lTcPv3AI39a8VHXNh2sjGdGQs5FoGQONMHXS48EDXuaElnxVMQeiE6eDcHkCA5fz2bEwBuqHU0yIjWGB3E2-K2EdTvzfkp3FiTGJfgDq7REdGdfhjcZk-O7/s1600/IMG_3929pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468072254364015762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZjgNNq8wDUD9hBcNHHYV9lTcPv3AI39a8VHXNh2sjGdGQs5FoGQONMHXS48EDXuaElnxVMQeiE6eDcHkCA5fz2bEwBuqHU0yIjWGB3E2-K2EdTvzfkp3FiTGJfgDq7REdGdfhjcZk-O7/s400/IMG_3929pse.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>The ever questioning, never accepting and always loving Beth. She has such a questioning little mind. Whilst a little taxing from a 4 year old, I hope it is something she never loses</em></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-1713645428425474072010-04-26T17:10:00.011+10:002010-04-26T21:24:52.071+10:00We will remember them.....<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464342064839100034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26yE6O3XqziG2Hcy5tXHZFBvcG6i59nHbptsu_YTs6foH2n4SAVNOLAyJfDXkKlpnz4AFLZ3DqJWfuBrZ7Bn4eEcpIbdR4SiCdhkxrkmOqqZ04D1rAGd7wAz7rpe_EhbcNkbvhKVa6kBl/s400/Anzac+Day+012pse.jpg" /><br />As dawn breaks throughout Australia and New Zealand, services are held all over the Countries to commemorate and remember the diggers that have fought and lost their lives in war.<br /><br />The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">ANZAC's</span> as they were known fought at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gallipoli</span> in Turkey during World War 1. ANZAC day marks the anniversary (25<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> April) of the first major military action fought by these forces. Now ANZAC day more broadly commemorates the lives of those who died and served in the armed forces for their countries.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464342054798809106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivf_iugE4-Q5Pu-mCv8sWwf7oZ2h6j6Kg36AW1NA7EPPoZ7o7w82wyWuB8G9yWfnj2e08taoOoOEM507Nj1rw70iMAYTjVxiZ6P4yq_ilXwzYjl69DGjJHur934Kj68G1kl-KhxDxldZX0/s400/Anzac+Day+010pse.jpg" /><br />It was a dawn landing for the troops on that day in 1915 and the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gallopili</span> campaign saw 21,255 casualties from the UK, an estimated 10,00 from France, 8,709 from Australia, 2,721 from New Zealand and 1,358 from British India.<br /><br />So it is at dawn that the sombre services are held, the last post is played, wreaths are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">layed</span> at war memorials.....Lest we forget those who have given their lives in war..<br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464341390091767106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOSWA8rev-oyrl0QOikZwVhKsQmfNVF8O6M7KLOYDrX26MJqQJmnaR1WPKJEr-TelxUyXQJscLTgQyTJXj_dGsryTC8vGq78aZmyhbPmvl3JbPAcqysxr7qrpzTNTPa7E2MDG1GJY96RxC/s400/Anzac+Day+013pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Wreaths and photos laid at the war memorial at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Terrigal</span></span></em></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464341160262552914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRf5B4D36j-ip2oF20OBc9Gt4B-edU5ZfDXAALcSNPBCJpCNnayfQFwWa9OvPCQjoiVoHB0sRssH-QqvUZhPy00WbJFZEx85TthjvnR7nBiFmWpLmemFYJYl56vK9T5WFctequylUBPoqe/s400/Anzac+Day+007pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">It was a wet morning for the services this year. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Terrigal</span> did not disappoint....So good to see so many people turning up for the service even in this wet weather. This picture doesn't really capture it! This was after the service and the crowd quickly headed in the direction of shelter. All the cafes were doing a roaring trade for 5.30am!</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464341152553715986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij4JKwbwJe_m0o3XEZo4Cux2gEEmDEULnaJJ3F6gC-O-FJirr2kElDdYS5ZF92iRy9Y0FAxzWiJI7Pi4QmWr-4erATsP5Lv_9FAFCUzjkJTtW-wNX-5iLBDlFa7LNoqqaa4-MSXG1sZZ4g/s400/Anzac+Day+016pse.jpg" /> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The Haven, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Terrigal</span> at Dawn</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em><br />My grandfathers were POW in World War 2. They were held at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Changi</span> and survived...I will remember them x<br /></p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-77315774879000888172010-04-11T19:00:00.005+10:002010-04-12T21:59:28.902+10:00Growers Market<div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459047546081756530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxNzIc_173fDBcqDRjd4xEnkeqcr6zAMugzeH1LmISE4OknXejk9vEOndP4BTGQg9A8K4xvGIah7NJahlV2Hs4Gq1TepWSrUSSzT1VRY5EJcfpZT0JIiofmPrg7K48FfLc7_K6jSWlz4oo/s400/April+2010+022pse.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217886488300258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2k4oX6qaDkxZCZnOWjxnRGT4pACxHuBVKwB8N9_vxFw_6MDmFRLQUpXvpXdDqA0nRgU9wzcZHQjPTt1O0ZO2mA_xo6alehFMHX7JenvUiyW_WYpOzP2tzzAO9WmUZII59gzu2YMu9S8gg/s400/April+2010+023pse.jpg" /></div><div align="left">The growers market is held on the first Sunday of every month here at Avoca. I love to wander through and have a good look at what is on offer. </div><br />The produce always looks amazing from the crisp apples, fresh bread and cakes, organic coffee, vegetables and meat, herbs and plants, oils and dukkah and so much more.<br /><br />It is something I must indulge in once a month!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459047537006790674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC86c_L-ZsphLKwY5UUM93cdZ0DJ9Sh9yf9jfPPIQEkTOoi5rRJ_LI-iyTdHUh8EUX_ysrskJ-BRxpoMIiCJadTFFHFX0LkN4PBzbOIqdLXlBBUudftuAb42XBeYDcJSMXDNdCcvjZWhuJ/s400/April+2010+020pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>I always end my visit with a brioche and coffee<br /></em></span><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459052036924238818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxP4roXXmO6OQpAgelTs19YR1UjdHPqpX_U9IPVvxno_7A-H5tzB7FUbn_e1ofJHNAZby1Yu-8QUFPVoru9OkiC-N1zJfqdNCAe57JKzB0BC5TJFE68bILs5ipU11PugtrroHNagktry89/s400/April+2010+024pse.jpg" /> <span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>The plants and vegetables beautiful and fresh, and advice freely given away ....</em></span><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459052047259718370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAI_uj6Ki1qiOJSUQGvSCZ4BdqZr6rQq4TRk5YdR0ORfDEcXIBIKjXgpKoslJBtDB5DwWGJid417Wq1BfwCskDig2NJv3lYigizab9dbQxeWq90DcqnrIZAUHrdgKtKPY0FR2lMrTRfs4A/s400/April+2010+026pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The people watching is pretty good too! Not a bad spot to enjoy your Sunday paper...</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217895859151106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4A2rJ3FToHFp5hKZWw7ecXOtmoWNWXi89itdSXv56Y40kSvbTWvt6b3M3dQQDQaNAKph-cyYSylskYsnDNKeUy8NEyEQRPipxfmfMAZ-hZY-bieCoaorvD_WeQWjTJ0j6mhsgZvWcsPA/s400/April+2010+027pse.jpg" /><br /><p></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Although officially Autumn the temperatures are still hovering in the high 20's-low 30's. This siren below had the perfect spot to watch the surf, sun and sand. She looked like a mermaid on a rock, I had to capture her!</em></span> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459052965532116674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimuZTHNiHlOHEe6AltJNHSMSf5_iskSPU-fcYL7oo9yxssx4d3T6qp2T8PTzZU6RaCgcNrmWPuBZ1xBKcAFyKeKG86ErzMxxijmZuefQN8E1XrLcRZvsZwfzhT9GeRrOOIgIEvYZC8BaSo/s400/April+2010+071pse.jpg" /></p><p></p><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Now what would any of my post's be without the beach? These young guns were sizing up the swell before jumping in from the rocks<br /></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459059575710243474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgelvlXll_xFVZp71C8dL766K6JXzQi_Iquv1oKFMiEyT-kqTWTeWXACmGwXh-XRVkbLCJ26-RxXporCtRjFOzcpfnjAaZObH1n8Nznyr5IKUzahtr8Z78iJpnZXsxsbp8HrK__SQJRn9e/s400/April+2010+0555pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My gorgeous girls who (sometimes begrudgingly) accompany me to the markets. There is always the promise of a play in the park, swim at the beach or walk on the rocks.....<br /></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459052976146050434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD0fFzC4qiFWPQBwRZ4TkGshuXuXN8L0Qvjr5JnMNZ4tI1XhZcLyix3bzm_yNoSMHsbTU-zVEZrTRbF2SuXaQ23lvCDwR_kVJ9ysWSDIx0EzklCFIuHhmgfg_9QdO-T7onp9Al3klRtkNk/s400/April+2010+060pse.jpg" /> </p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-45695115817026663852010-03-28T08:44:00.003+11:002010-03-28T08:52:35.940+11:00The Passion of The Christ<em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The passion perched upon a hilltop above <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Positano</span></span></em><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451594354885244770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmwNMGV-zfoF5AxSbhpuRzR0c-Rs2MBGgjJ1kR5M2ZnuEGrp2JVe4aEqlLX7n467G10EUo5VADMlfT4O8NPCnXomgdFTZzlbDofioe03gf9lwj4bwMudRkS1hx1AzuZtFcJKknKqcbTaEW/s400/Europe+October+2008+399pse.jpg" /><br /><p>It is hard to travel through Europe and not get blown away by the passion of religion. From Christ, the Madonna, John the Baptist, the Popes and beyond.....The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Crucifix's</span>, the churches, the sculpture and the paintings. The towns are adorned with them everywhere you look.</p><p>Although not a 'practising' Catholic, (or an overly religious person) all this religion has made me think about my faith. I really felt deeply connected to spirituality on this trip and it has made me think about it even more since my return home!</p><p>I have always loved <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix's</span> and to be truthful Madonna (the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pop star</span> and not the mother of Christ) was my earliest influence. I loved the multiple <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix's</span> hanging from her neck, and of course her music resonated with my sullen teenage years. I know it all sounds so shallow but such is the life of a 14 year old teenage girl!</p><p>Well fast forward 25 odd years and the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix</span> still holds a fascination for me, but on a completely different level. For me it is an amazing story......It is faith, forgiveness, belief, sorrow & strength. </p><p>I have wanted to do a post on my collection of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix's</span> and with Easter fast approaching thought this would be a good opportunity to display some of the passion.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451597370423002290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQciugt0OaRAgZDgmrIId_25xA3DoZP4RpnzTUxKaosPrST4cmHPaJTCxd953CdvQb0ZrZeHvQ6ztbsUQ2TSs6isFCbfQH-SljBVyEr7o8NxIgelh9KmpUZGt_FtRtTpGzbfQqNdtSqJlG/s400/Europe+October+2008+549pse.jpg" /><br /><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix</span> at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Colosseum</span> had a very eerie feel to it.....so much blood had been shed here.</span></em></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451596419911802402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUww0HcM8A8y0RndMKF_C3IGBBZJmFoXfj6fYYbcA9OVtKoYN3bYDENbEMqm9FTPImg0nz-uzOVR0bw8TpLq8nfPCLQYnmbx8giJuhEn8gV2A_9rDAa0acYovz6T1JVVgXyVKdwbBO6d_5/s400/Europe+October+2008+516pse.jpg" /><br /><br /><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The churches in Europe were amazing to say the least. I was in awe of them and prayed at every opportunity.</span></em> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451598955839909282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjISnPWFC18MypkatdxPGZrh0e4xqSmgcj4bebtOrg3Uz8jxhNruMp3MTACTY6QIMJ29djX8BWuQMnYR0o74zCNsf52rGF_20-dKU9BZGblt1lV9LvGt2-E1Us8beGqwAav26HnNP5WdIGE/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+448pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></p><br /><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">With Vienna being our first stop, I just looked up with my mouth open and took so many photos. Welcome to the world little girl!!</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451603477259427586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL-M9EP00Nxa3YQjXF-_UcDRhdA3AJ-HvKqEOrUtlWyNXZvZdOxJ5nVccyzxIMqgYp1xc_vIoYTsFPE5wy4bpdEhSTh4aLJQWxXqvSpo3eJaniNo6L4ZDXAKPeeVhJ4EBUYOsoU3Waqr_D/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+030pse.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451602591470006050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrM9WeivmD6cPgL8jwKBdXaaqxgvEQTdZb2DUWQhVbPYUKT9GSAeAvqr5367cvgID436zaPT3dkj2R0lchgod3DRhgUbyEx16_CA7dG3tdNY1bqrc4riahEC8gPHDCkIoxvs8ysEQ7mhWQ/s400/Europe+October+2008+058pse.jpg" /></p><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Italy and religion go hand in hand, but I was not prepared for the grandeur and splendor of it all....Of course Vatican city takes the cake for religion, but man it is unbelievable the scale and beauty and age of some of these buildings. I have said it before and I will say it again, I loved being a Catholic in Italy..</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451598595602139330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWKKrXapVX9AmIyggofpbEUzuLrcOrm3Nf6fnXeNJ3r4-luEC7HjUcSC22y_V2OcKP3jjm38CeXTqlVS7hE-YyI-ZAspfpRnE2hpctfztG3p1GgU_IsYxultbsxG7Vnh4AYwpCFQJ4NP_l/s400/Europe+October+2008+580pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The grand St Marco, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Vinezia</span></span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451599911233012002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXWzw8RObKj2xYITcVlcpvuAKibWNIJ7nEEzAx8nAnZl37OqPs764pQ1bWNz2lpWB6BtoPwP_tSYNZ-Qve-uAwLy6Ti5ecBDkTCeqAOZg-sd-6h_QBTboCd5NHQCJMVv1grOBcGZwLXlkI/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+493pse.jpg" /><br /><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451598586308647858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwy4Li0i55jS_Dta5QSvjFuQzRqMLYM0yJ0frkc7Gzghbh81kA-w9E1d8x5GfImohMqtUWLoE2ynuR5KG16LOg8sWNWHe-_-kRyIeur1NsPh9OMLbJETw-y-d4qukUsw-WOPGSa7ky_JU/s400/Europe+October+2008+579pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Some Alpine <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix's</span> in Austria</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451600790799613826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq5KkdCmNjm5S0xCDQ2Q7gnwoJB4qB2wpXrqKelFNSVzf14qUwKmPPBF7yqBAJ0s5uSoZGcT6p1hxwDN3oeTi4XLJl106nBajJ97K6A6uUfVRrQdAKxfRLrzB0LeQw2_WEXCii0X0ni59o/s400/Europe+October+2008+141.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451602578787318834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVug8opgTMkk1yE0iU3ycERy6ZMVU-Ng2GN1H6ylBRVvMW3wVbIJSld77Lp4g89l1MCCtDN6qvNkikwNa4pmIWUvRlPEGDnk49UmTIqUHe83wgrnhsTUUSaBQfLHqSFObmZCDwL-nIVDn1/s400/Europe+October+2008+113pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Here are some home grown <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Churches</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crucifix's</span>. We don't quite do them like Europe, but they are still impressive to me. </span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451609273325618546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDvb92VKHT4fvKPEOCXDAsDOqMFvIl0nIn0jyYiVqLoPyUE82h7ZMp5iVNujHspXEvH9BMaCag7nrbhVk4jHBJxGh971WaoLKeab95bxzIJa5Q2vBflYzYW-bGXgVrHiu2lDa9knnLWYu/s400/January+2010+040pse.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451608029245012546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaGZA3BlLdizAAPWufh1kqvM7BmAubgSAry4ycFOUKhFvBe0zu4WMGwZvVtWdzv0OkeiGu2JFoaOxK6cunecfv6ZBbOz8QWXktsa0U-MI3PabWEnIxY2XVL81E_UOXlOtokpdkkYiIrH5D/s400/October+2009+367pse.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451605787723671586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnrqBBmrXHvT3VEKwUk936fp_JnkvecWht-5SkbHLn9HESwSDY_CS2jYlhJ2ahcU9zpUVErKsUViIJ3-W4roiXKwnb-YuHPsBY096fl0wCczMMNb7oYaq97cydEXdEPupCBVZrKfr2Gzyq/s400/church6pse2.jpg" /><br />In the name of the Father and of the son and of the Holy Ghost......Amen.</div><br /><div></div><div>Happy Easter to you all xx </div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-6496419484565663432010-02-28T18:53:00.003+11:002010-03-01T17:46:10.893+11:00Inspiration<em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mon and I circa 1974</span></em> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443435625328579074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZWHmxb6nl8f7RtVyICLcelw8agAvcCpcxrkJQh1N1hl5f7s_3ZarRJp9m71EuwUIrpBGqP7tg7mX2g_4XfKTP1E5_w1KW8MPyjFxBtEhcInXw1ooMxE6SDOJBOg14jtq_-7st5hL7Y2q/s400/199.jpg" /> My big sister turned 40 on Friday and we celebrated her birthday over the weekend. I wanted to share her story with you. Mind you this story is from my perspective...It is about overcoming the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">odds</span>, never saying 'I can't', steely determination and large servings of love from a family that is always there. <div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My sister and I were born in Australia, but our first 8 or so years were spent idyllically in New Zealand. We both have such wonderful childhood memories from that time. It was a simple life, a good life. My sister was always a bit <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">feistier</span> than me. You would find her climbing trees and swinging off their limbs, jumping in puddles and getting into mischief. I on the other hand would watch in awe in my perfectly white frilly dress. She was fiercely protective of me and we were the best of friends. I referred to my sister as Mon, not quite being able to get my tongue around Simone. To this day it has stuck and everyone knows her as Mon.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443494645088168802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1PU2Kbd2fV5RpPaXGYa7bEWy4dsb4p37V39uSkPB24CN6c3HXyzDNStNqxGj2zce1jJhIh6lXnoJOxK4g41sgwpD2A_BkcwRbDbivw9-Q0VSf5iv0UXpIJ7OJlfHu6Uuvcf4bijFJK3m/s400/30.jpg" /><br /><div>It was the 18<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> December 1992, a week before Christmas. Simone was 22 and I had celebrated my 21st birthday in September of that year. We were organising our annual family get together for the coming weekend with Christmas day being just around the corner. I remember this day so clearly, a day that changed our lives forever.</div><br /><div>I was at work when my Father called me to tell me that Mon had been in a car accident.</div><div>'Is she OK?' - This was not the first time she had been in a car accident, but all of them had been minor. Dad simply replied ' I don't know', and neither of us knew what to say or do. I rang the hospital to find out what was going on. The Doctor I spoke to told me that she had suffered a brain injury and was in a critical state, he urged me not to ring again and to inform other relatives not to call. I was in a state of shock. When I arrived at the hospital and enquired at the information desk, I was told she was in intensive care. I felt instantly sick......</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Both Mon and I love this shot. I was completing a make up artist course and she was my model. </span></em></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443437820734300050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIizGdVzX99-61XN1EiB_g08kbTSSQuaTUcyxc5HWNCdPRstO8sZACgLrdRRwVjqlWeJTustKovb2NtcpNqWtLjyTxojoWN4nuWIx2KAn77nLAN4yLKIQZD31UkpzJI1JDoniJwhGf3CEn/s400/155pse.jpg" /><br /><div>We also found out that Simone was in the first 4 weeks of pregnancy. She had sent me a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Christmas</span> card the week prior with a hint she may be pregnant. She was waiting to find out. To say this complicated things would be an understatement.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Like his mum, Trent also beat the odds...</span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443437276242906482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqTD21tpYfgTrk8SlqSDxwyiTcTRugCJtshDtoWGmGQq0YfM09WizTXU7_diOZtae0bdkxT3Q137MtN3BbII3X6Xedv1Ca6HFv75_RRv9YzBCfJmXYaCht8PY2n91J5YIrHApntP-pEgw/s400/2pse.jpg" /></div><br /><div>All we could do is wait and pray and hope. Mum and Dad never, never, never gave up. They were there every day. I would see her every weekend and ring Mum every other day expecting her to say, she 'woke' up..I would imagine we would all have a laugh and tell her never to scare us like that again. But that is what happens in the movies, not in real life. Real life is much, much harsher.</div><br /><div>My sister stayed in Hospital for 2 years. During that time she gave birth to her son Trent, she learnt to walk, talk, brush her teeth and hair all over again. When I think about that time I really believe that Simone's brain just had to shut down to heal. The Doctors did not give us much hope, but everyone is different and how they respond, rehabilitate and heal will be different each time. The Doctors gave us their opinion on what the rest of her life might look like and it was not that bright....</div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Simone and Trent sharing a birthday kiss</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443436704595873874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7-AoYo0tRPlBhGa289QoTp0d-8R_0D9UnrlKaCNbETIjCdH5BKbJmhjcPOtpx97e-4Ai71azuwPRJZOAGM9J7QC9IbutucWXW_2Tbc-Nuf-oM2zKwMurWXdUBEWm30yEpfCuOZk_RMeFa/s400/4pse.jpg" /><br /><div>Well she is certainly a fighter, a very strong individual who came out swinging. She progressed from a wheel chair to a walking frame to a walking stick, to walking unaided. She learnt to drive again and has had her license for many years. She has skydived, rock climbed, spoken publicly about the effects of her accident in the hope of educating young drivers, completed a body sculpting competition, and has blown everyone out of the water with her determination.</div></div><br /><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">A story within a story. My Sister was the first disabled athlete to compete in a body sculpting competition. It was covered by the local paper as well as channel 9's sports <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Sunday</span>.</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443440357311476658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje7Lkpooe-Y-eYw9uA9_MT0ZBeSSc7tLXP4PRly4fvUUO91lwFSaSXDNZvXDqdeugjB44j0kcRgmD1OMJ9hejmeAjNyeL5v_OzAWI-MQVFBd-0RCsxDH4HAGZsFTYEmq6rkmFK1ZeJBHQh/s400/238pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">We first met Ron <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oxley</span> at his Gym in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Penrith</span>. Mum took Simone there when she eventually came home to live with them. Ron has played such a big part in this story. He trained her for life and whipped her into shape. He pushed her hard and was one of the forces behind her every motivation. From walking to driving to abseiling and beyond... Ronnie has a special place in all of our hearts, and he won Mon's...Love ya Ronnie xx</span></em><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443440367142966354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMRyYjmcnGDnLMEgQtymqGkWKeE1q5dULl2TAvDR9RIx-CiC-aHn2zG0vSu9-iO6ajP7G9X59vL1OViN3Dmeaw2rsBP1og3z4OG0Emi2qZoaJflQFHEqULQccCa2ZEnqx8PRFdLyZTSkjs/s400/212pse.jpg" /></div><br /><div>Not once did I hear my sister say 'why me?', not once did she ever think she couldn't do what she wanted to do. </div><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My wonderful parents </span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488050883371554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5JT1V2PFQ9kYCcbP5HFCJkS5AGDv1XvxfRlqN7JykzqCxXVKYqWY6MnpZYcCfcbLbQ-O-nvQbx2BhyphenhyphenB-rPoYA8jTc4Vhb6Z4vdJQclEZtTaGLP0gNYW8oLeYPiYigbtiBSVHxP3zF4bL/s400/xmas+2009+160pse.jpg" />Mum and Dad of course have been through every up and down of this journey. Throughout this time they just stayed with Mon. They believed, they had faith and most importantly they had hope. As a parent you know that you would do whatever needs to be done for your child, but actually seeing this in action is amazing. It is a display of strength and love like nothing you will ever see. I hope for those reading this you will just know that this type of love and strength is in your heart and in the heart of your parents. I hope that you don't have to see that love and strength tested and put into action, the way that I did.</div><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mon with Mum and Dad at her 40<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488734086166706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8dm9vUXMx-E6IDdzNJ2aaxZ_Y8gjW-5nK1D3ml37At4cAkBQz1z_8gO_xTXg5yZRjSNBHl23UxmVzDEDPvQB_9t2s4XfCj80jQR16mGiGwzcwtsZbrV1BR3NevpOGzCRNkHLiOOB21NW/s400/Mons+40th+050pse.jpg" /><br />So the story of Mon continues. She is a working mother of a 17 year old boy. she is planning to participate in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fundraising</span> bike ride from Sydney to Melbourne. A leisurely 900 km!! Stay tuned for that one.</div><br /><br /><div>HAPPY BIRTHDAY Mon, we love you xx</div><br /><div></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-20824422521514392132010-02-21T11:27:00.042+11:002010-02-22T14:12:00.710+11:00Just Add Water..<em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span> Beach at twilight</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440875845418488418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKuk1CGHXMj_0U3TtvUl39UYcrJmxs7gPXKXkAlaZyYT8crK3dFiUIP_6Oow_epMXkVRZip8C0yhJyXUUr22CuWMfeCLDvdhLGwopGRlYIJg48U4OFy4KQU_MWi7B2RI3PpvdogAzFW8Y/s400/Jan+2010+036pse.jpg" /> This post is my water therapy. A few pics of some of my favourite waterways. I love to be around water, It gets into your soul and leaves you feeling better than ever.<br /><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Fishing off the rocks at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span></span></em> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878830157658194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvz6JBxRtog-kLFOJLfB4TFbqhMbnjSyfD3SkkHSBrvaxJPqkcIK0hNCLvqm-LOhx5KT6oKm-wylFTpfLRdomeO6N-mCdRw64dsEN6VLThwMLWtKolMZFMIu5Gspr-iF7bCjriPthCngl/s400/Jan+2010+089pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Something</span> fishy is happening around <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span>!</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440877485823044146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDh6DwBt8N0Wi_LvmuKNjYIu1rLIFxywsY1uWtjcPZnfzVjZZJjIwiG2soZPHfhigxXSiHTU2r25rXP7gnRGwLgSUrt9VE5qjjY3_l86gJDUQsOJLAq7pv4AdkM9WTUIRpgluq9hL3MjM/s400/Jan+2010+065pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Now this is a beach party! Chairs, tables and candles set up on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span> beach at the end of Australia Day</span></em> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440879503415117106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgKwy6hW41Kpsbey4hU_Ujm2zE5yjGKzGjbh1xX0yV5xi-Pi3IHGB79_C9B8xgN_lU_iM36t68YK_EP_WVYHn6-PnwpPOGdQyStPVMC_ZczQOhxakoRyWHC_mbF845Au1JCrugTpZNEGJ/s400/Jan+2010+116pse.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">I reckon I could live on this boat! The beautiful <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pittwater</span> host's Sydney's rich and famous as well as a few of us mere mortals..</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440874754439486866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmwbSgC0ZBLczqy06b53L8dpgPmd70tO9RgisjIqmjQgxDzECQg_6aiLLKGHd6hdcIcXgkK_dAUpT7hHepUISKMHwH2weFB3-xOWd2uYml_BJ-gzsMhNY1qTTpodQkDWGMmgibgkOaX8w/s400/January+2010+082pse.jpg" /><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">A wow moment in my life. When I saw <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wagstaffe</span> wharf it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">absolutely</span> took my breath away. I took a heap of photos and had to send one to my husband via my mobile phone. </span></em></div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440872068146128130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHTR0Ytql93wG_z2NrQMN71cz5q8eJjhPg1IcIBpMt_YkIf2L0v2hiGzDtYEhPrc41p8AaXtwAK6e-CTCUJSdo86gXF0QJvxesMgczS4SPcjCN2DLz-EkniB-mqTckNUxEMvlliJtyjVAN/s400/January+2010+057pse.jpg" /><br /></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ice blocks</span> dribbling down arms screams of summer</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440868793423469874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpGAiRvnz9-SZqnH4w73BUUsiT0C2KvBE7PN-UJdo3SruUfy_gYOGhtPVldof8_iOD-UQJvjQP7_NdeNyufJI7M-F_oSo1oNp-d0bJEAZHXvbqa8lW-a_WhFpMxM7LknugbUvqiP54cULq/s400/avoca5.jpg" /></div><div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Manning River - who said a cloudless blue sky is a photographers nightmare? I love them.</span></em><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440894198873197794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicq6U5LD_9NkCOHjWuJdI963tdcvK4OnO9OD9CKb0SGPMaTrdZYov-jMUBPAFkvjsok2RoTTFK-9v5DHrs3Jt-8L9KJ_faOKZ8A35vUz3k_RUyNyqMGLfsFrPUG1pFp7GMN0RF2YIZysw0/s400/manning+point+2.jpg" /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Camels on the beach at Port <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Macquarie</span></span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440859090980538242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLEiZrjqp3MONNXRyKv7atrMNRLKSrT9i0VwpGF28h7dO0MgkUIpTB5vqfDIYhpItEOqjynyCHvR3oZvs2bQet-6KJtfQahiyg_3eWT4J4xlZFkQHJQ5qqEmTkqFnQDNvuCa9do5T0RAV/s400/File0178pse.jpg" /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>A</em> <em>hazy day in Queensland - the skyline in the distance is surfers paradise</em></span><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440854856324742402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8z50yG8ZwDZeVXmpkBCV62UFE_46XVAaWrUPyhxZqS_NeQ6iIoeS_Kt_Htc_txKfaBll-6v1_kZL6S_zVFyRqqSC8_e2I0wezzuVma983rMD1TfvO-WvTlB2nempQHj0rkv1blHn5834J/s400/IMG_6293pse.jpg" /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My Italian obsession - Italy we have some unfinished business, I will be back xx</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">One of the worlds most famous waterways - <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Venezia</span></span></em><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440853753503035890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA7aMQoEDueZMGIqFWuWHmDjdes_VVzHhca6mTWgcPYwh3OmF2jdJ_G-lnquei_yZNr5BB1GSG9_5K-Ut61-5Wk00yO8si1Hy3yoEdja3P9J7zFvyRgIGF64jcas1h11UuNNktSpP1bQJf/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+541pse.jpg" /> <div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Castle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sant'Angelo</span> - Roma - through the trees</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440852164836875506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIIBk42kikaP27kUjdgq5go7FSm3UhI9ITMlmkOg8tiFQl15guhsxEhZOm2fDgiZWGFOli_sHY_EIj018bVpDbHK3bsv1pPORBzho2XE0C_SsSyHuXFSdvEriV2nygrezuaVDEl996XN-t/s400/Europe+October+2008+554.JPG" /></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The breathtaking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sirmione</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lago</span> Di <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">Garda</span></span></em><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440849917608426882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGhzVRwgpBntlLQej432x8wHs1pY4XOBZtBeH7xH5KIqK9N7hMAY0bV6ez3ao7n6ureTq-rwEzC7GczPij-VlBNGzAjxzb7yZmQ2yIT70n8tnZf1HTh6IuwXMkNlTko9KflELyQ4qE9zOy/s400/Europe+II+October+2008+394pse.jpg" /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Positano</span>...........always in my dreams, forever in my heart x</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440846611258190450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy8dklABCitRBshcuZ5q8oeXn1P8P5zOmqjn6XThxq5-9FgFjmhxe2M2ycq8ReLS41XaYl61qOuMqQuow3CmUdOYx73K5trQSSh3OANNCTI2Av0ZmWDdxV2jRVw7Lp8CjSOF94wbZYvZqd/s400/positanocanvas4.jpg" /></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">From Italy to Sydney - Our Icon catches my attention. All shots were from North Sydney. Another favourite place of mine. </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">North Sydney had been part of my life for about 15 years. It was my place of work from the ages of 18 - 33 and was the constant in my life. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">'We shared some history this town and I' - Cold Chisel, F</span></em><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">lame Trees</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My god that is so appropriate when I think of North Sydney.</span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">I believe Nth Syd is Sydney <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">CBD's</span> older, wiser sister. She has just the right amount of shops and cafes, she is smart and stylish, she has retained so much of her yesteryear glory and she has been a wonderful friend of mine xx</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The Bridge and Luna Park all lit up</span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikrfzAS2ovBdJM99blKa2AYwZdBDu4H6ltDUARdmJzV3cboA9hgXgrH9zaPpBrDlhRoVVVvbM1D06HswCqgkpga7QwmcCcImXyQxOzebrvMpybKcGZ_FMtZ_lXrHE9NJ4V-UVNSdsfXPFh/s1600-h/January+2010+072pse.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440844986814087154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikrfzAS2ovBdJM99blKa2AYwZdBDu4H6ltDUARdmJzV3cboA9hgXgrH9zaPpBrDlhRoVVVvbM1D06HswCqgkpga7QwmcCcImXyQxOzebrvMpybKcGZ_FMtZ_lXrHE9NJ4V-UVNSdsfXPFh/s400/January+2010+072pse.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The board walk along Luna Park</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440843406080877442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigvhGJOu9W_OaGbJIFD73qhhbJCo1IDwSFfVl2AppxHW2pUf0e1-4r_kYye8ziWQGgtZDqf6FBHzk_ULlz8s9nDLkMdQNrhobc2zmuRmNC3QkIVoyqMqeNhyvQRj8j2ZawSZNqMdOTOjGd/s400/January+2010+029pse.jpg" /></div><div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">There just is no bad perspective of the bridge!</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440839418690191426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7skMNUwvCrBWKFNWdKLB07kgq5vlXbKpGl1Spw1BQXBsGuUXZd0I11udgONz6k1F_XWwgQl7I86xwzPgS_iB_AWthtgijvZt7ci-DYtPOrUod1TYX0ompJPFUFpY4AfG0NyFwFUW5lGrr/s400/January+2010+021pse.jpg" /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDdytZkIwxraAnwElSDfD0zGbgpSFzFM-gVfkhKhfObEfnm7cf-P7RlB7K-fPfls7z1Z-UjzbSujjyUb9xjWZFXK4uL9VLzCr262GrRJhlKHKJAaIMo2IQg4v9ijcy33QvNadnkKGCLgMq/s1600-h/January+2010+023pse.jpg"></a><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My in-laws live on the mid-North coast in a sleepy little town called Harrington. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">There are no traffic lights, but <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">lot's</span> of dolphins, mobile reception is dodgy and the local pub is the best place to end the day. You are forced to slow down and unwind. We try to go there often.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">Crowdy</span> Bay</span></em></div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440488175550008450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzIL1XlQ_-fD7dSI6RXxQPxMdeLR4sp_gZGc6GEMd2Evk5qF9Af-CNAtlPSXzqXVZd6PXr_yhSad6VCPEihzSzc-J8kesU0G2DW_V_kFLjP4eLmrgdsJ6KHdezO6aDc77lrAn51PuseR-/s400/Feb+2010+-+Harrington+084pse+copy.jpg" /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Dolphins at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">Crowdy</span> - I still get so excited when I see Dolphins! We were just driving past when I spotted them - DOLPHINS, DOLPHINS!! Stop the car...No sooner was the car stopped then I jumped out yelling for the kids to follow. They are so majestic I could watch them for hours</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440490432995132466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVaznehV1bdr1ZMgveQXCKmcl_4v7dNMWoB3uHAydQbVeOPBLJSnJXkH7yDhS4vbm4TagIFkzrGP6zUuEOStk00Eb05L_ZA1C5Ah1a6FbdIOD0ggBIjN8JmGHecnmkQHzocmoKSJsZ2pmP/s400/Feb+2010+-+Harrington+076pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The end of our weekend at Harrington</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440834438783783170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTSch-PY4ZjZpZmo_MSPTvwDC34ps4Jlq-whrWQ9DeAs-VSYzgkbmLqq14hngQ6ZuKMSbocSBcrlyUF-jJySVi97AvCbyQlEWh7EbNuSVHVnWQHzFJFWtw2Kbaae5PVpDc9LihPY-jjH-/s400/Feb+2010+-+Harrington+092pse.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-10584721147074970712010-02-16T21:00:00.006+11:002010-02-16T21:41:20.076+11:00We all Need Somebody to Lean on...<em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Fisherman sharing a moment at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Avoca</span> Beach rocks<br /></span></em><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438783987895669170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqH1GqwIWrip1Laapk1LaR2tPva6xYPs5R3vQb0s8ZWB4h6Uar-oVK43RWhyphenhyphenOG5OgWaTBB8SMNu2TIgQr6y9Xdai0tUvvHmQmzIndAZ9ILZl9sj4mDN2IHzOQo4DJyFY-EXWngVfiPrKNH/s400/Jan+2010+081pse.jpg" /><br /><div>It's nice to have people in this world that are there for you, who can lend a hand, an ear or a shoulder. We have so much to learn from the people in our lives, and so much to share. From children, family, friends to people who are just passing through.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Our families come together on Christmas day</span></em> </div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728819266336610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XHNpFuZmtC9lVikSgkLwr_IxxZIO12fuvnAmzKDIz_5kTFHPfl_AbXCsruAzMflC0FaOBCL5SKNaQpE52NIBvXOlAjWk_P6YjPmHlk9fXPXzD6KX9c9lu3Fp922ZA-d0K91vX8YVw77Q/s400/xmas+2009+194pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#000000;">Our Family are often our starting point in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">life's</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">learning's</span> and should continue <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">throughout</span> our lives. We have a great bunch to learn from here... </span></div><span style="color:#000000;"><div><br /></div></span><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My muse (when I get the chance!)....this shot may look a bit staged, but Ad had no idea I was taking this shot.</span></em><br /></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435700806839031474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3htHFM3BuUSlxXvV_Vl9x5_VU-K_p1cJBOiF8l1DuFUnmqkKjZWQ7sER4YinfBeqVdvRgIDMUB2TK41IIHs-7XlRpMHvL-tt4PKRtG0cBid4gqy1WqOAatllyid_Sud7Uw4Hn9yjdwx5M/s400/January+2010+014pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em> </em></span><span style="color:#000000;">My great love....I have learnt so much from him and continue to do so. He is my soft place to fall, my supporter and advocate. Your life partner should be all of this. </span></div><div></div><div><div></div><div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kindy</span> Christmas concert 2009 </span></em></div></div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435726399006897218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCSp1Pbs6cu26dk7vnJ2Ngyqqo8E76yIUpz4BUHxvYyiGvosTXVreoIzBvv_JpzABVyOjr2Qge4G9GODFfwmkkd06q6UOFmvtSmKjaxbwjw-ccc1A3J95M2rRy7i6aq2o4rMIJ6tifjro/s400/Nov-Dec+2009+013pse.jpg" /><span style="color:#000000;">There have been quite a few days where I have been tearing into <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">pre</span>-school, tears in my eyes and rushed for life! You know those mornings where nothing goes right and your children are pressing all your buttons, pushing the boundaries and you are late for work. The beautiful teachers at my girls <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">pre</span>-school have taught me <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">a lot</span>. They are never judgemental and always willing to offer words of support, encouragement and quite often words of wisdom! From Miss Jesse to Miss Anthea, Fiona, Rhonda and Miss Robyn. Wonderful Women doing wonderful things with our precious children.<br /></span><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">You can, can, can....Miss Jane believes in all her students</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435744251452365554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-2KOeYa9T59t3lEuo3rzOft1kuxPQVrHEDrYvaJAwjc9hP1QsbWG5E3GO3XQ1T2d-zTE7nFqL-dwYnlUkufx5BVQ8mEB2_InE70rhFet8_GJAkscPOkBa9M74MMO4kPU0oDNYMN6xCE9/s400/IMG_3582pse.jpg" />A very special lady who entered my life when my eldest daughter started dancing. Miss Jane has an enormously generous spirit and is such a great mentor for all that go to her dance school. We have shared many conversations that I still call on today. Alas we moved away from the area, but Miss Jane is one of those people that will stay with you forever..<br /><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Kindness and comfort from those we don't' know<br /></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435699028677159730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJN3u4cs2bQOqNoLQ8969Ezep82oX9rRzNnFebWj1HKz1qryL5axs0HtINphyphenhyphen6ZXZydMDny4o14iK3FeDpiQgWzl-W9DOYpxf7hXTJyvqwCNI64saWoLWNb-tRVQXPaOGKbwrlNxQZdSy/s400/January+2010+120pse.jpg" /><br />Even people we don't know...This kind older man was sitting next to my friend Christel on the Ferry after a day at palm beach. One of her twins, Sean, had obviously had a big day and this wonderful man offered a comfortable arm to sleep on. I think both he and his wife were as taken with Sean as we were with them.<br /><br />And then of course there is blog land. People I have not met and who live on the other side of my world. Their words ring true, their thoughts considered and inspiring. My favourites are Michael from Santorini <a href="http://oiasantorini.com/">http://oiasantorini.com/</a> and Simone from London <a href="http://thebottomoftheironingbasket.blogspot.com/">http://thebottomoftheironingbasket.blogspot.com/</a>.<br /><br /><br />Open up your world and listen, look at a different perspective and learn..We can learn so much from each other we just have to be open to it..Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-82799206780766454542010-01-24T21:06:00.001+11:002010-01-25T04:50:03.433+11:00Great Southern Land<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429127122517696786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KSM6m6kPpKbnAem03fcc3bQJ9IuioksY2Q-wEzRONsHa9zIRhPW_LHE26Pq_WnzuxCoStmnfYIRQbN7M0vvpF7dmSkMq0MXceUX3nGmnAw11irq_sBFwL7ROVybZED8hqRhGE0yduhXz/s400/January+2010+152pse.jpg" /> <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>"<em>Anyone will tell you it's a prisoner island</em></div><div><em>hidden in the summer for a million years"</em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em>Great Southern Land<br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Icehouse</span></em></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429120293441477538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwrYmtu4dr0htqq4l8SpuxNMzH77mLY2B83_qaLLQRTjN85WO9lUxRA3yhmal9GtR1vsR_fhS5mMB1T47aEo-SHxcPxPY2JVLK_UAqk1Mokc4ZL9xdM__UWBFcSz5LJ3tvSFukczrYsNta/s400/January+2010+023pse.jpg" /> <div>Mate.....the 26<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> of January marks Australia day in this great southern land. You will find <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">BBQ's</span> sizzling all over the country, Aussies will flock to the beaches en <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">masse</span> and the sun will be blazing proudly overhead. Here is a bit of my Australia, hope you like it..</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430357077832760578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjboJtB1_ZmzyBGZm8Z6lJfYuUO-RXKtsIBYm8lSA7SG1xZlX5D4JAc96uCxbqSmHuxLKHO6sFAE0VMi0vIcS7vaQj0uvoSm3Mz7D5pQSCZnvwWZl9J8Hr7Oo7J3nsl49sLHfIK8I72xrV_/s400/October+2009+049pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Beaches, beaches, beaches. What would Australia be without our beaches? Can't imagine ever straying too far from the coast..<br /></span></em><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429130342214101634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8PWfZBfr9KuDNO_iZvz10oz6hl31uCkmXL__pMqVfwz6NCfv7afongO7L6JY-8lV6C1Hx-3-GCy3v4vfuvX6FjpwpIqo7-eIsKTbmmwzeWrzEA3a4VHj6dnzKNpGjdPHoBCdyXAChwDO2/s400/January+2010+078pse.jpg" /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Surfer Chic</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429128471201071330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmb967-5JSnsBQfPqwFVZip1wPihEXcjfr0FnP2ES1qSPI7JrtK7zsitE-rxbgjnXeoY0RaOTbVVY-nvHbEtCmUHVf-zM0LDEhFcwTZtH7VIQpxhd2-J3_tfdDxWGG-d_o0o2yhVFOvCI/s400/January+2010+052pse.jpg" /></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">A great <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Aussie</span> pub at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Coopernook</span></span></em></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430207833689480258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlPqDDGKKGT90wAjx93LxxVhs4WPFJA7ZUn0Szstf8eUzdz1VjyhSIdRSDPYLXIygXHsI-7xtzl-rYW2c-ShjVwWqVZ20bI3BH-820VeyGq76qJF8FC1UK9lcgb475WBAezBeoCrHZLN9/s400/manning+point+3.jpg" /></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My favourite lunch spot - Little fish winery, Port <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Macquarie</span></span></em></div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430237413091642834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhVOJKsw6p_EXJDhiiL9bCLIJFHMcj0kzxIVQkftSyF4ZyCEhWGpkU1YXssxM-ICY1D7DOjRx4HRwUBlg_ABpDUbJTxZKquK7QGCOkcK02g9zqNM_sb3-cPSPN0fc5feu8fYZ5rQHxjtP/s400/File0309pse.jpg" /></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The Manning River</span></em></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430234930554274082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxnZ63QxHjVtWw6Y1UPtYgIEGp4ZeReaq_s95h4s-mQR4yL4QlpVEHGHUp_LTjyOZYue4X_E6O9ciTNd8X2Ul59T-MG8Ddg2HHHG9Ix0gALcuiSIc7wO7CwvxwWc7MH5kuQfbetSNe76Tc/s400/manning+point+2.jpg" />Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336221626604601499.post-77546540378956303812010-01-19T21:17:00.004+11:002010-01-19T21:22:14.745+11:00We Are Strong<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCiuQ8SUaAI41aIFtEFFSUSvdIpVUEb9dVpGAlxoII8J9gCmfvTvx8qYfGOVpAgPG1Soku9hyphenhyphenj9Smq5DFuntfcj6zckCYDYiQe4c-YzCKdzmkX61gAH4kC0THsUPIgjlJ_skyD6JRYTy3/s1600-h/IMG_3901pse.jpg"></a> <div><div><div><div><div><div>The beginning of the year always marks the list of improvements that you are going to make with yourself, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">doesn't </span>it? My friend sent me a message saying that as part of her 'every year' resolution she was off to the gym. That made me laugh and I thought yes..so true. Resolutions seem to be the same each year.</div><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">My statement shoes</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428370118671476690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahdwbaML8PJk2ImrRpnOkqbUZi6I6F6LaWdCDW4KcACi6VhDqaGV48Bzcv6dx62GF1T2PVRblV8SrbOWf4K6OfZtvjMtZKcLlRAwHHQnEnXMZgdTFSJy6C57U__dX1fK5betz6fZvNseu/s400/January+2010+156pse.jpg" /> <div>Well of course part of my list involves fitness, with the Christmas cheer of 2009 now placed firmly on my hips. But here is how I would describe it..</div><div></div><div></div><div>I really want to run a half marathon and at this stage have decided that it is a little ambitious for this year. I am going to have to leave that for 2011. I had been thinking about it last year and was discussing this with my sister-in-law, the concept and desire of completing a half marathon. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My first fun run - Bay to Bay 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">km's</span></span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898249203904210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ju__WYygPZML5qwOL1K4yoa5FufihEHpuy8MgIJ_pxGjM9TKPbH8zZeXrcZCohUmddj-o9Cp63DtzTmSiS2ZvspD1sH8BzaPWHpQeE5MX0D6iT25NJFyy0N3KTP1XRnz1H0batkLfueO/s400/Fun+Run+2009+015.JPG" /> <div>I believe that women are strong beyond our own belief. I believe we have an inner strength that carries not only us, but our families through this life. We keep order (beds made, everyone has undies), we restore peace (don't you love sibling rivalry), and we <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">council</span> and advise (from school yard drama's, corporate ladders to fashion stylists and everything in between). </div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">We are invincible - My gorgeous sister-in-law, Nikki, and her equally gorgeous husband Marc<br /></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428386412131605394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyGcL9z6xMXr1x-d81EFLRbT8G0ex1TfUob0zdy_CPMo5gKyds22PBpsrcIk9OUwesS1yS_FF3QJw0L6OrqucsPsBFWqUlx0HJBcDzXBCA8IyPtddRfOpNCWNjjwY5LruJjnG8Ke2mpbN/s400/wedding+116.jpg" /> <div>Now speaking from my own experience we may not be the best treasurers (but that dress is on sale, is my size and is the only one left! It is a sign that I HAVE to buy it! I hate ignoring those kind of signs). But mostly we are pretty strong individuals. Think of what you have endured in your life, think of what you have achieved, think about how strong you have had to be in really tough times and most importantly believe in yourself (yeah that ones a work in progress, I know).</div><br /><div>I have found that distance running is more about mental fitness than physical fitness. You do have to have a level of physical fitness, but I tell you, if you do not believe that you can go the distance you just won't. It is a great <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">challenge</span> and is also great fitness for your mind. It helps you work on your self belief....of course you can do it and you are going to!</div><br /><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">We are women</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427887381872852914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsosvoJAmmUgL5xePHvzdL-2oTjJzZqkpw3eitTBQfRbAHAzlcO6D8Bzqj2lpAM9UgiUhsggXzkl_PPtVxEDv9y7QGHld_20lNGEM3FceoNgzkklSCCQhty5QETRnFVzi05CgVOx32iC-X/s400/wedding+240.jpg" /> <div>That is what I am working on this year, my mental fitness. That will include distance running (I will stick to the 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">km</span> runs for this year), meditation, reading and writing, enjoying the here and now, laughing & smelling the roses, growing my own vegetables and of course photography. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>OK on the shallower end I wouldn't mind shedding a few kilos and toning up, otherwise how will I be able to wear that goddamn dress I bought on sale that doesn't quite fit right at the moment!!</div><div></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">My beloved camera</span></em><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428376068357675042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtb53anQ6bHVZVG5EkO4A5NRG5nL_N_DALdcr2OehNI1Tp9HNbOiPZtwR_FyPMp-6bsehD0xyoPPTQEgyfk1bckm4RQtWAYTca2hyphenhyphenPA9A_-wpGN1xqnY9FeMdeeIJfCpdr_-4at8A_gIn/s400/January+2010+115pse.jpg" /> What does your list look like?</div></div></div></div></div></div>Lisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100887653649745592noreply@blogger.com2