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My little shed
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Blossom lake
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Walks around the neighbourhood
We are tending to take more notice on our one hour of exercise a day structure in Melbourne for now. I keep finding treasure in the many gardens and such adorable little and biggish homes I pass. Homes that must be filled with a vast array of stories that could fill a book. I think these little homes and gardens are exuding warmth, cosy and love in buckets; I feel it as I pass by. I’ve picked flowers (trying to be discreet) from these blooming gardens and have started the process of pressing them in many old books. What joy I am making with my miniature artworks and pressed flowers…
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Family tree
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Now fly
~Divine you have escaped the cage, your wings are stretched out, now fly.~ Rumi
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Untold
It was the 24th June on a Wednesday.
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Coffee In
I found myself having good coffee in a Footscray cafe whilst waiting for a family member at the Tattoo shop. Trying to work smarter at sketching when out and about in my little journal and left the coffee I spilled on the page as all a part of it. The man on the stool kept getting up and then down expressively chatting with his mate. I found this tricky and nearly felt brave enough to ask him to stay put for five but nah I didn’t as I actually was enjoying listening to their convo, think they were muso’s which was interesting to me. I was overlooking yummy cakes in…
