Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Week 4 rss & Newsreaders

These will be my favourite bloglines once I receive my e-mail verification.

Number 6 more flickr fun

Daisy is looking a bit beady-eyed.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

# 7 About Technology

Our new house, when built, (when will this happen? Who knows!) will have latest environmentally friendly sewerage system, courtesy of worm farm technology. Worms will consume ALL of our household waste and as much of our outside waste as we can pile into the recepticles and turn this stinky mix into liquid fertiliser to be applied to our future garden

Monday, October 8, 2007

Dear Daisy


Family Photo


Here is our most current Christmas family photo 2006 taken in Wangaratta at Grandma's house. On the left is Morgan (number three in the pecking order of children typically sociable) then Rhys number one (not typically of the eldest child's mould but we are working on it!!!). Next is Caitlin (middle child with all that that entails), then myself and Rick. At least we are all looking happy at this particular moment in time, this is a difficult thing to acheive with 5 people in the household.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Farm adventure

If you knew me you would know that I would never support ANY chauvanistic ideas, however I may change my mind on ONE practice -'Women should know their rightful place and accompany a male 10 paces behind'. Whislt inadvertantly walking a FEW steps behind my husband along our back paddock (in the long grass) he suddenly erupted into a strange dance? '
What is it? What is it?' I said, but not waiting for any reply and thinking only of my own safety, I turned tail and ran. Subconciously I knew, I KNEW, Rick was doing the 'live snake' dance. Horror of horrors (for me anyway), he then realised the snake was dead, but not yet decomposed so fairly recently dead!! He then continued on ALONE (through the LONG and UNSUSPECTING grass) to the spring at the end of our paddock where he noticed a good flow of water and many frogs (snake food). The dead Copperhead was flicked over the fence into the neighbours, I remained where I had run to and Rick satisfied his curiosity about the amount of water in the spring. Moral to this story is that I may be flexible and accept ONE chauvanistic idea, that walking 10 paces by default was not such a bad MISTAKE to make after all!!!