Sunday, 28 December 2008

Hot, stormy days

I've survived my first move and now I'm ensconced in the granny flat behind my kids' house. I have everything I need close to hand including the two little grand daughters, who continually make my days joyful, fascinating and exhausting.

Christmas was wonderful, the food was great, the day hot and steamy. Every day is hot and steamy actually, and at the moment it's 90'F here and I'm just hoping the afternoon storm will arrive any moment. What will probably happen is that it will be bucketing down with rain just when I have to put the chooks to bed at dusk, as it was yesterday.

We will start packing up the big house next week ready for our next and major move, and as far as I'm concerned I'm really hoping it will be my last move. I'm dying to get into my new place, which is already called the Dooken Hut (because the children call me Dooken). I've spent the day looking at house design books, getting inspiration and trying to remember what my new space looks like and how I can set it up.

The most exciting thing for me is the separate workroom which is attached to my house but can be locked off to keep the little girls away from knives and guillotine etc. It already has a lot of shelving and a sink, which is great if I'm marbling, and my workbench and plan drawers full of paper will fit really well. As I've spent the past 14 years working in my kitchen and spare bedroom, I really can't quite believe I'll have a dedicated workspace. No excuses now if I don't make books. I won't be there until the end of January so at the moment it's just nice to think about it.

Thanks to all those wonderful bloggers who are patiently following this drawn out saga of finding a new home. I really appreciate your support.

Monday, 15 December 2008

Season's Greetings

After more months of silence, and so many wonderful messages from blogging friends, I must tell you what I'm doing. In my last post I said I was leaving the beach for a new life in the country. That was what we'd planned but since then we've looked at lots of properties and have finally settled on a smaller block of land, 1 acre, but big enough to have a beautiful established garden, a tennis court, a solar heated swimming pool, a big vegetable garden, fruit trees, a huge shed for my son and a large house for the young family and a very generous separate apartment for me. And as if this is not enough, there is a workshop, just waiting to be set up for book binding!

This is in a semi-rural area but, wonder of wonders, it's on the Central Coast of NSW, not far from Sydney and there are the most beautiful beaches within a ten minute drive. So now I'm really happy. Back to the beach... can't wait.

I'm moving out of my little Coogee house on Wednesday 17 December and will stay with my son and his family at Galston for a month, until we all move together to our new home at Wamberal. This means I'm packing my computer and will probably be silent again for a while, though I'll try to keep reading all your posts once I'm not frantically packing and making books. The last thing to go in the removalist's van will be my binding bench and materials. I have a large box of books waiting for the courier to deliver to the shop for Christmas.

We'll be celebrating Christmas at Galston with my 92 year old mother and all my family. This will be the first Christmas that Sophia, nearly 3, will really appreciate and Lucilla, at 8 months, will enjoy all the excitement as well. The little girls are such a joy and I feel very privileged to be such a part of their lives.

I wish everyone a joyous Christmas and holiday season and hope we all have a wonderful year to come.