Monthly Archives: November 2013

What does Labour look like?

Posted on November 30, 2013 by Tricia

Well…it has many faces. Plans, rules and expectations that don’t always follow a pattern. Most of the time it ends well, its just not always the path we had planned to take. Being part of a birth is a wonder … Continue reading →

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what does Limbo look like?

Posted on November 26, 2013 by Tricia

  Limbo – a state of wait…. For me right now it looks like the pic attached. A clock ticking by and a ball of wool, as I try & figure out how to crochet. We are waiting for labour … Continue reading →

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Pick Me!

Posted on November 19, 2013 by Tricia

So much to think about but we’ve been told by those in the know that the more research you do now, the better your trip will be planned & enjoyed. With this in mind we went to a travel evening … Continue reading →

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I was thinking about my Dad today. Funny how little things trigger a memory. I was watering my newly planted tomato plants. Water is precious as I have to bucket and carry from a tank I use for the garden. … Continue reading →

Posted on November 11, 2013 by Tricia | Leave a comment

Tara is probably the most organised person I know. She has lists for everything and she gets through an incredible amount of work and play but when babysitting other day, this one took the cake. We decided we’d go for … Continue reading →

Posted on November 8, 2013 by Tricia | Leave a comment

Over the last few days I have shoveled a couple of tons of gap 7 onto the floor of the old/new glasshouse, turned the compost heap, weeded, slashed and yes burned.  I took two garden beds and pulled off the … Continue reading →

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Minus 5 plus 1-Marco comes for dinner

Posted on November 5, 2013 by Tricia

Simone and her family had just moved out and we were busy reorganising our space for five less people when Ren texted and said she had met Marco, from France and he needed a place to stay for the night…Mais … Continue reading →

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