This is one of those photos that constitutes a memory in my mind that could be true, or may well not be......
In my head, this is me riding my bike for the first time. I'm not sure that this is actually the case, especially considering that I used this bike instead of the traditional legs-type walking for most of my childhood, so really it could have been taken whenever..... but whatthehell... it's my head, and my memories!
I grew up on a 200 acre dairy farm in the Western District of country Victoria. The Twelve Apostles were just down the road, and it was an amazing place to grow up. We were raised, my two sisters and I, tomboy style, surrounded by cows and chickens, running riot in gum boots, riding motorbikes and driving tractors and all that stuff.
I love the country. I am still a country girl at heart, though I regret that being a "different" kind of girl in a small country town where tolerance and diversity are sadly lacking, has, in the end, taken it's toll on me. After enduring all kinds of grief through my high school years, I got the hell out of there and never looked back.
My parents sold the farm and retired a couple of years back, and it still hurts me to know that that farm, my only true home, is no longer ours. But alas, home is where you make it, and my sister, with her big, rambling farmhouse, organic orchard, gorgeous children, and millions of duck and chooks is doing her best to fill the gap, and a sterling job she's doing, too.
*sniff* I'm coming over all reminiscent now! You can catch Flashbacks from other bloggers over at Flashback Friday.
Now for the decidedly more raunchy part of my post title....a trip to Ikea today yeilded some surprisingly good fabric....
Man, those people really know how to knock out a graphic, don't they?
This one is my favourite....
The red will be made into some presents for my neice for Christmas, and there's a lovely large repeat black and white cotton that I'm mulling over....
Maybe a tunic-style dress from one of my Japanese sewing books?
I also started to knit the light weight wool I bought from the op shop the other day...
Looks great in the picture, but truth is, it feels like shit all knitted up. It's acrylic, which I usually avoid like the plague, but it did feel reasonable on the spool...... but not in real life knitted terms.....boo hoo. I think I'll relegate it to embroidery yarn instead.
My partner is heading off for a few days, taking the digital camera with him, so I'll be photo short for the next five days.....in the meantime there'll be a little bit of this:
And perhaps a Blog Crush to keep you entertained.....
Have a good weekend! xxx
8 comments:
Wonderful post! And one more to-do-thing on my list today. IKEA!!!! I love the fabrics. Hope they sell them here as well. Have a nice weekend!
The brute for leaving you without the camera!
I know what you mean about manmade fibres...nasty little beasts. I can only knit when it's cold, last year I did a scarf in August and we've never bonded...
Now that is a pretty impressive collection of buttons in that last picture! (and i'm guessing it doesn't stop there :) ) Beautiful colours. There's nothing like a good old tin full of buttons to get the creative juices flowing is there...
that new little guy is *yummy*.
ah, we would love to own a farm, live in the country, but we just don't know how. especially me, city girl from the start.
I am so like you re the ex-country girl gig. We must compare notes.
My hometown is a tiny one up on the North Coast of NSW and people often say "What a beautiful place" - to which I reply, "As long as you don't have to live there..."
The whole small town thing shot me out of there like a bullet the second I was able.
Funny, I remember it with such fondness now.
But would still live in the heart of the city, if given the choice.
Great post. That photo has such a familiar feeling to me, I was on a dairy farm from ages 3 - 10. And devastated when we moved into town, a tiny town, but I thought it was just wrong!
thanks for the flash back friday idea. maybe I will incorporate it in our blog, first I must get the motivation to post :)
its interesting that so many people have had similar experiences with small towns, it must be a universal things. I too feel like I have one foot in the county and one smack bang in the middle of the city.
-kimberlee
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