Showing posts with label Melbourne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Melbourne. Show all posts

Saturday, 8 July 2017

Moving House



I've been away from blogland for a little while...

I would like to say life is cruising along very nicely at the moment. That things are chugging at a walking pace and lots of interesting things are happening. 

What is actually happening is that life is currently the 8am express to Flinders Street Station. Jam packed and hurtling down the tracks with occasional jerky stops, and while you have a million things on your mind about the destination ahead, all you want is a comfy seat and cup of coffee!

We have just about finished our house move.

My little house near-ish the beach and lake is now empty.


This morning we said goodbye to the Eternally Fruiting Lemon Tree.



And picked as many of the ripe ones that were left.



I've managed to cram an entire house full of crap into another slightly bigger house which already is full of stuff.
At least Sonofagun No.1 has settled in to his new cave...

Please excuse the mess....
The result is like one of those hoarder houses on BBC documentaries about people who crawl through tunnels of newspapers to the toaster in a space that was the laundry but is currently a makeshift kitchen because the kitchen has 37 years worth of TV guides, 15 slowcookers still in their boxes, a large undefined blob which may have been your childhood chewing gum collection or earwax, all of which hides the corpse of a long lost family pet who everyone thought ran away in the mid 1990s.

But everyday we pack more boxes and reclaim living space to make this place liveable for our blended family.


My lovely man The Bear was already living here so I was able to plant sweet peas in April which are coming along nicely.


Our fluffy black moggy Bijoux has been confined indoors until she becomes more comfortable, but spends most of her time hiding in the Sonofaguns bedroom.

My gorgeous Bear bought this place about 2 years ago. He's been using it as a home base but has mostly been at my place or on the road. So it is pretty much a blank canvas.

I'm very much looking forward to landscaping, and decorating and making it our home.


I was super excited to find this little patch of violets in the 'garden' (I use that term loosely). Bear has been instructed not to dig it up!


And my potted daphne has flower buds. A few little things that make me happy and content in our new home.


I took cuttings of a dark pinky purple ivy geranium and from the fig tree in the old backyard. And my lovely neighbor Nana Bev gave me some cuttings from her begonia.  I've popped them in jars of water to strike.


Nanas wall unit has become buried in all my nic-nacks until I can curate the collection properly and find special places for everything. I haven't got anywhere to unpack my yarn yet!


And look what we've got!  This beauty is warming our whole house this winter!


I've had hardly any time for crochet design but have been chugging along with a few WIPs.
Something that has snuck up on me is the need for reading glasses.

I didn't realise I needed them until the Bear got a pair. I tried them on for fun but was amazed that suddenly I could see properly! So off to the optometrist went I.

I had to wait a week for my prescription glasses so in the meantime I bought a cheap pair of magnifying glasses from the supermarket and crocheted a little bag for them.


Then I got my 'real' ones. What do you think?


You can tell it's winter here! Chunky scarf time...

I've been slowly working on my Shells on the half Shell blanket by Teresa Kasner. So easy to zip through the rows.


One morning on the train, I started making a little flower which I found on the Little Woollie blog. Julie is a super clever designer.


I then crocheted some leaves, stitched them onto a boring grey knit vest, embroidered a chain stitch and voila!  I'm just going to crochet a couple of little flower buds to finish it off.


As I mentioned in my last post, as well as moving, I'm planning a super exciting trip in September with my godfather Gary (aka Gazza because in Australia everyone's names are altered to end in 'ZA' or 'O'. EG John = Jonno, Barry = Bazza).

My cousin and his partner of nearly 30 years are getting married. And we are super thrilled for them!

The plane tickets are already taken care of and finally after weeks of unsuccessful searching on airbnb, we've booked accommodation for the first part of our trip. And even though we have to go to this one specific city for my cousins wedding, we are trying to plan sightseeing as well. We also decided to visit another big city thats only a short trip away. 

Many people would have a long list of big touristy places they want to see when they travel. 
For the first city my bucket list is simple:

1. See a real live squirrel. We don't have squirrels in Oz! I've always been fascinated by squirrels and chipmunks.


2. Find a copy of Desolation Boulevard on vinyl by The Sweet. This is available here, but in the place where I'm going, there's something extra special about their releases of this album. Do you know what that might be? It will give you a big hint of my destination!


I'm not really the type of tourist who wants to go to all the tourist sites and see all of the tourist things.  I kind of like to go and dwell and soak up atmosphere. 

I'm also quite lazy and am not overly excited about hiking up mountains or walking to the far side of town to party all night at the hottest discotech, snorting blow off Bob Segers' ass with Stevie Nicks. Maybe if I was 20 years younger...

We will still go and see the amazing big things because how dumb would it be to go somewhere like London and not see Buckingham Palace? Or visit Egypt and not see the pyramids?

The 2nd city has a much longer list of special buildings and monuments which we want to see! Perhaps because Gazza and I are politic-geeks. And this city has some rather impressive museum type places that push our nerdy buttons.

So that's what I've been up to. Thanks for visiting!

xox
Louise
The Red Haired Amazona

Thursday, 18 May 2017

Rangas, Records and other things that don't begin with R.

There have been lots of things happening in the Amazona household over the past month.
So much in fact that poor Blog has been feeling quite neglected.
Firstly this has been happening...



No, I did not buy a new generator.

This is the first box I packed as we begin to pack up our little house and move only a short distance away to set up a fresh new home with the Bear. After several years of living between 2 houses (although mostly in mine), my gorgeous Bear and I are shacking up. Blending fams so to speak. It's a little bit exciting!

And a little bit sad because whilst my little house is getting old and a bit worn, I'll miss my big backyard with the eternally fruiting lemon tree. And the rainbow lorikeets that flock to the nashi pear trees in February. The fig tree that has only just started growing figs. And I will really miss our suburb. So close to the beach and with a lovely community spirit.

In an effort to get the Bears house ready for Spring, a few weeks ago we dug up a patch in the garden, set up a massive trellis and sowed a line of Sweet Pea seeds.
After they popped up their little seedling heads, the snails ate all but one. 🐌🌱

A couple of weeks ago, I gave up my Saturday morning sleep in and trudged into the Melbourne CBD to display a bit of redheaded ranting at the 2nd Annual Ginger Pride Rally!


Melbourne City council obviously thought so many gingernuts, rangas, coppertops and flaming tomatoes with their famous firey tempers were bound to cause trouble so there were crowd control wardens...

"Hey Jim, watch out for the one in boots. She looks like she's about to riot!"
"No worries Fred. I've got enough pepper spray to light up the whole bag of carrots..."

Gingers, duracells, matchsticks and freckle faced carrot tops of all shades were represented. Non-gingers were also welcome but had to be accompanied by a BloodNut friend or family member.

Because Star Wars inspired slogans make everything cool...

A non- ginger hides his shameful brown fuzz with an appropriately coloured scarf.

There were games of ginger beer pong, and even a ginger speed dating booth for those of you wanting to help spread the MC1R gene by doing the wild thang with a genu-wine Fanta pants!

The SPF50+ sunscreen and ginger beer flowed freely as pale skinned Titian creatures frolicked under the partly cloudy skies. 

There were flamed haired rock bands starting with local Melbourne band The Vanns.


Many of us frequently scampered to the shade of the small trees in Federation Square when the sun peeked from behind the clouds lest we sizzle like sliced tomatoes on the bbq.
 
The Rally also raised money for the Alannah & Madeline Foundation which raises awareness & funds to help stop bullying against children (including little rangas!)

There was loads of camera-people running around taking photos and videos. Finding myself in some of the photos of this Daily Mail article was a little bit like looking at those Where's Wally books. Can you find me?

We all like, totally felt like celebrities, like totally....
 

1500 of us marched and chanted from Federation Square and around Alexandria Gardens. The march organisers led rousing chants with megaphones such as:

"R.A.N.G.A! We will never go away!"

"We're proud! We're red! We're really good in bed!"


I am hoping the parents of our little baby rangas didn't let the kiddies chant that last one...

There were even some orange & red flowers along the way showing solidarity...


 
In crochet news, I have also been crocheting a lovely light blue cardigan from a pattern I found in an old copy of Simply Crochet magazine. Issue 34 to be precise.


It's called the Cream Soda Lacy Cardigan by Annalies Baes. I love how this already fits so well.
The pattern calls for Malabrigo Arroyo Merino and 4 and 4.5mm hooks. 

However I have 3 balls of light blue 5ply acrylic. I had bought them by accident thinking they were DK, and because I never use 5ply, thought they'd sit there unused. However after creating a swatch for this pattern decided to use them but crocheting with 3 and 3.5mm hooks.

I love love love this old Rod Stewart compilation. The cover is in the shape of a scotch glass.

Since Bear gave me a record player for Christmas, I have been finding gorgeous 2nd hand vinyls in op shops, and by raiding Bears record collection. I did still have some of my own left over from when I ditched my last record player after it died nearly 10 years ago.

It's been so lovely to make a cuppa, pop on one of these classic LPs and crochet this lovely cardigan.


Me and Ian Anderson go waaaaay back. I used to listen to my dads original copy of Thick As A Brick over and over again.

The busy-ness of life has seriously interfered with pattern writing time.
I have been trying to finish editing and photographing my latest mandala for nearly, or morely a month.  (yes I know 'morely' isn't a proper word but it sounds like it should be!)
 
I did finish one, then realised my stitch count was all wrong. So instead of frogging it, I finished it off, then started another.



I really love the colours in this mandala. I used the same cottons as my arm mitts but also added some gold thread.
 


Would you believe good old Susi Q has been amazing for inspiring wild, colourful mandalas?
 

I finally finished my mandala that has been remade and perfected over the past couple of months.  I guess it has been inspired by the 70s glam rock that I've been listening to lately such as Suzi Quatro and The Sweet (I love love love Ballroom Blitz!).
Check it out!


Stay tuned as I publish the pattern in the next day or two!


So in between cardigans, mandalas, Ranga Rallies, and moving house I am also planning a rather amazing little excursion to a place FAR FAR away.

A place where I never imagined visiting.

A place which feels a teensy bit intimidating but exciting!

It has been very 'spur of the moment' as I have a family member getting married and I was thrilled they thought to invite me but they don't exactly live 5 minutes down the road...

I'm going to keep it under my belt for a little longer yet. I'll let you know where I'm going when it gets closer to the time!

Like seriously people. Do you ever have those times when nothing happens for ages, then everything, like all of the really big things happen at once?

It's like life is nice a sleepy. A little dull, but in a nice sleepy way, then someone sticks a firecracker under your bum! Startling, makes you jump, maybe swear, but with lots of pretty colours.

Thanks for visiting!

xox
Louise
The Red Haired Amazona

Tuesday, 4 April 2017

A Day at the Melbourne International Flower & Garden Show


Hello!!
The Mothership, the Fatherdom, Sista Amazona and I visited the Melbourne International Flower and Garden Show at the Melbourne Exhibition Hall.

I'm not sure why it can claim the word 'international'.  Perhaps it was because there was one food truck selling italian food and another food truck selling Kathmandu Street food.


There were lovely floral displays and competitions inside Exhibition Hall.


You know whenever I visit these places I take a million photos.
This post has about half a million. But there was so many beautiful things to see!


Sista Amazona joined a workshop where she learnt how to make a little planter box.

Very workshop. Much drill.

Ladies teetered around on stilts.


There were loads of different floral displays.

Don't you just hate frizzy hair days?

It's official. There are no more orchids left in Melbourne.


The last time I went was 4 years ago. Back then there were striking displays of Gloriosa Lilies. I was so happy to see them again!

I think we can all agree: Gloriosas are GLORIOUS!!

One of the competing displays called 'Pink Rain' was by Alice of Love Alice & Co. I had a quick chat with Alice. Each carnation was dedicated to all women, men and families touched by breast cancer. Alice was handing out a little flyer which explained how her mum and later her aunties were diagnosed with breast cancer. For this floral installation, she reached out to people on the streets of Melbourne to write messages of love and support to people they may know who are affected by cancer, which she made into little paper cranes. These are all hanging in with the pink carnations. I wanted to vote for her display, but the voting people told me voting opened the following day :( I voted for you in my heart Alice!



Delbard roses. Be still my beating heart!!


After doing a complete upstairs and downstairs circuit of Exhibition Hall, we went outside and decided it was time for food.

Remember that Kathmandu Street food cart? I had some. Goat Curry. So.bloody.good.

And I fondly remembered all our little Mohair Goats that we used to have on the farm when I was growing up. I particularly remembered a large cantankerous goat girl called Flossy.

Flossy once head butted me in the head. Because I was so offensive as to lie down in HER paddock. I really enjoyed the goat curry thinking about that cranky old nannie.

So.bloody.good. And btw the Ballarat begonia festival flyer is in the background because I saved one to give the Mothership in case she decides to visit in future years.

An Owl House. We don't really keep owls in Kangarooland. Perhaps some Ringtail Possums or Drop Bears might take up residence.

I can tell you from personal experience, that if you drive round a corner too fast in one of these, it tips up and takes the corner on 2 wheels.


Now here's a weird photo. Can you see what's strange about this picture below?


It's autumn and there are tulips and hyacinths. Do you realize how weird it is to smell Spring in Autumn?!?!

Then we looked at the garden design displays.


This was one of my favourites.  See that white frame? Inside the back top strut was some sort of water pipe thingo so water sprinkled down in a light curtain.






I think this one below was the Big Honcho Award Winner.


I was in the middle of taking this photo when someone walked in front. At first I was all like, "Hey lady! Will you just get out of my friggin way and look where you're going?"

Then I realized I had done exactly the same thing to some other person behind me! So sorry!



"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat; it was a hobbit- hole, and that means comfort."



In the gardens near a lake, I found this plaque.


I looked up.  I'm not sure which tree the Dalai Lama planted, but it's nice that he did.


I was extremely tempted to buy some of these flowers and potted plants.






And finally I headed home after a quick selfie with the Mothership.


Thanks for visiting!
xox
Louise
The Red Haired Amazona