An Old Irish Blessing ... May the road rise up to meet you.May the wind always be at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,and rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

"It is said some lives are linked across time. There are certain people connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages....destiny."

Life is a fleeting moment. Why live life in moderation and control when it lasts so short a time. Love until you drown in the happiness, laugh until the air you breath escapes you, cry until your tears are dry and live like the next second death will take your soul. Life is yours to live, and live it you must, not in the fear of what is to come next. That Next Place is waiting for you. It waits, in the hope that you will come fulfilled and ready, not in longing and regret.

Thank You For Being a FRIEND!*°•.¸☆ ★ ☆¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•.¸☆♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵Ʒ..•°*"˜ ☆ ¸..•´¨¨)) -:¦:-.(ړײ)/       ¸.•´….•´¨¨)).«▓       ((¸¸.•´ ¸.•´.-:¦:-. ╝╚ ….. ... `♥♪♫-´¯

Wishing you a wonderful new week..Like little birds, we only fly when we get shaken out of our nests; and develop the strongest wings only when we try them against the wind. The dove in a fable, was perturbed because the wind ruffled its feathers, but without that air it could neither soar nor live. In struggle, it is prudent to not wish away every opposition. It is better to meet and master our difficulties that faith can be made stronger through conflict.~Leroy Brownlow~With much love allways

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

(yumm The kitchen smells of freshly baked rusks, baked in a woodstove in the old kitchen. Feels like Nana's kitchen, smells of aniseed.)

Hmmmmm die beskuit ruik lekker. 'n Ou koolstoof in die kombuis sou nou vandag gewerk het! Dit voel soos my Ouma se kombuis, ek ruik net Anys. "My nooi is in 'n Nartjie, My ouma is in Kaneel, Daar is iemand in Anys. Daar 'n vrou in elke geur!"
borrowed from Nilo's FB.

Our little trip to Gippsland, was all about buying just such a woodstove, a rayburn not very big but boy it heavy. And on the way we stopped off at so many cute little spots you would not believe. Tilba Tilba is very much like PilgramsRus in South Africa, cute little shops where you can have tea and scones or what ever you like, look at antiques, a real lolly shop with rows of glass jars full of bright lollies. A cheese factory with way more than cheese inside. It's really the sort of place you would bring your girl friends to and make a day outing off it. Most men get dragged (by their hair)around by their wives while the kids suck on a huge flat spiral lolly getting their whole face full of sticky stuff, and grandma has to clean the mess.

Then there is the nursery!! and old wares shop and cafe, Now here I feel most comfy.Just a sneak view into the garden which promises to be a delight come spring, this alone is going to be worth a return visit. Here I am sure the fairies live, you just have to go quietly down the stepping stone path.

I invite you to come with us come springtime and visit.
Until nexttime


  1. Hi Rina.. What a cute little shop! I love the gingerbread under the windowsills:-)