“If you don’t want to do something because you think it will take too much time; Do it anyway. Time passes regardless.”
I absolutely love this quote.
It isn’t exactly worded in exactly the same way as whom ever it may have been who’d originally said it. But…I like it that way.
I guess it would be one of the quotes that could describe me, or perhaps that I live by.
Every time I come up with a new idea or concept or thought, these words come to mind. So often we’re overwhelmed by things in our lives and we quit far too easily because we think ‘it will take forever’ or ‘I couldn’t be bothered waiting’ or ‘it won’t happen soon enough.’ It’s possibly the only thing that ever keeps me going.
It can be applied to all things in life too. When I’m feeling down I think of it and realise that I don’t want to waste time dwelling on bad feelings so I move on. I mean why waste a day in bed feeling sorry for myself? When my kids are having a horrible day behaviourally, I take a breath and remain patient. This time will also pass. All things do. This quote keeps me moving forward, toward new and better things.
I am very conscious of time and the value I place on it. I don’t like to waste an ounce. I use my time to spend with my children, hopefully in doing so I am helping them create memories which will be the foundation of who they are. I like to create things, all kinds of things. I like to take an interest in almost everything. I like to learn something all the time.
I used my time while away from my blog fairly well I guess. I made more than I’d ever made before and really focused on building the platform for my future shop (which is currently only online and in some selected stores until my smallest kids are in school.)
https://www.etsy.com/au/shop/TheEcoPrincess Check out some of my items here.
I mean one day I’d like to have what one calls a ‘career’ and I’ve realised that of all the things I have ever wanted to be (which is almost everything at one time or another) I’m an artist, and you know I almost say that with a resigned sigh.
I remember telling my parents as an emotional, irrational, curiously crafty and slightly eccentric child that I wanted to be an artist. There was an initial ‘Oh that’s good’ followed by the old ‘you know artists don’t make much money’ or ‘people don’t take artists seriously’
And since that time I have switched from one interest to another and god only knows I have tried many, many….many a different thing. But the base of who I am is someone who makes beautiful and useful things.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t really care if I am taken seriously and nor do I care all that much for money.
I make things, I always have. My mind works in a way that makes ideas and designs real. It is what I am good at. It is what makes me happy.
But anyway, one thing I have learned from my time away from here is that I’m awfully good at being a ‘reclusive artist.’ So good that I can spend weeks at home with no contact with the outside world just making things, playing games with my children, and roaming our bushland home. I eventually realise how much time has passed.
Time has no meaning to me anymore.
My only concept of time passing is either Glen is home or Glen is not. Time to drop off or pick up kids.
I’m literally living in a fantasy land.
(And now that I say it, it doesn’t sound all that bad.)
I’ve really loved my space and complete quiet but I just feel that I’d like to come back now.
At first I stopped writing because I felt invaded. While I was happy that the interest in my blog was beginning to quickly grow it also made me afraid. It is one thing to sit here in my home, alone and type my intimate ideas, thoughts, dreams and feelings… another to have lots of people read it. And I am occasionally to conscience of that fact.
I mean this is my actual life.
It is mine and I wanted to keep it safe and protected.
It is the life of my children.
Which is another reason I chose to start again. I didn’t pick up their diaries and baby books and write in those instead of this blog like I’d planned too. And I cannot remember the last time I actually printed a physical photo. I’ve had a constant guilt at the thought of potentially losing some memories. Important memories, mundane memories…but memories none the less that one day my little angels may want to recall….or myself.
So I am back. Back to document and record….
I told myself once I started to feel the urge to open up and share again that I would do it under one strict rule.
1. Write about things I am passionate about and what I feel is important. Inspire others to feel free to do the same.
2. Be sure I am clear about my opinions and only express them in way that may inspire a new way of thinking, learning or living.
All the while remembering that this blog is first and foremost for my children’s future.
It’s all for them.
In the weeks ahead I’ll include instructions on heaps of our DIY stuff and perhaps a recipe or two and also fill you all in on my feelings about our new PM -which I’m sure everyone is dying to hear about- and our environment and freaky weather, our tanks running out of water and our new appreciation of being able to simply turn on a tap for a drink of fresh water. And how to decorate your home virtually for free (as long as your tastes are similar to mine I guess!) AND HEAPS MORE…
Oh, oh, OH!!! I have learned how to create PDF files So I will be offering lots of free patterns and plans for various designs and projects for you to do at home with your family. So keep an eye out.
So with that said I shall now bombard you with some of what has happened in our life while ‘time has passed.’
Fished for dinner.
Yum! (actually I dislike fish…but the kid’s love it.)
I got one!
I’m waiting for one…
I practically designed and created entire wardrobes for the kids. (Now they all look like funky hobos.)
Buddy turned 2! (and I also accidentally shaved his head.)
My dad put me in charge of turning this bus into a funky bush weekender. (This will be my biggest design project yet! Exciting.)
We became heroes.
And played for hours.
We had goodies.
And super cute baddies.
We made dolls furniture out of egg cartons.
They were perfect for our mini Lalas.
Made our entrance pretty for free using old stuff we already had.
We made tents for picnics and princesses in the bush.
We found out that Tinker bell was part kangaroo.
(And also not a girl. Thanks to a white fluffy set of you know whats. Glen loving began calling him “Tinker balls.” So inappropriate *giggle*)
Fairy gardens were played with for days.
We made things to hang in our rooms.
Buddy’s branch and origami crane piece.
We made quilts. Lots of quilts.
We did lots of origami. One day we made boats and had races in our little river.
So much adrenaline! (no actually…it was painfully slow….)
Almost at the finish line.
Sometimes we just watched the world go by.
We made toys for ourselves, to give away and also for our shop. https://www.etsy.com/au/shop/TheEcoPrincess
We hung out with cows at Dardy’s farm.
Victor keeping watch as always.
We went through a phase where our swings were not ‘boring’ anymore.
I crocheted heaps of weird and wonderful scarves and ‘things’ from all my knotted together wool.
This is pretty much my favourite possession in the world. I made this rainbow quilt from all our old clothes. There are patches of all my children’s baby clothes right up to their ages now and even some of my old favorites which were way past wearable. I totally LOVE that I can point to any square and know who’s it was, when they wore it and it makes me smile.
The best part is that I get to snuggle with it every single night.
Utter comfort blanket!
I began to read again. More to my kids and more for myself. Which is probably what reminded me of my love of words.
The kids and I learned how to literally make our own hard cover books! I used the colouring pictures I’d created to fill this one.
Our chickens are laying about 6 eggs per day which is so great. We go through so many and now we don’t have to buy them.
Sometimes we had trouble opening things.
We’ve decorated heaps of Stuff.
And added tonnes of colour to our home.
I now have shoes. (which I hardly wear. But I have some none the less.)
We made awesome costumes for book week. Sophie was a witch.
Violet was Tiger lily. Bella was a twilight vampire. We coated her in vaso and sprinkled silver glitter all over her, she literally sparkled in the sunlight. (the picture won’t upload.)
Molly dressed up too. (But then again she is USUALLY dressed up.)
Again I crocheted. But this time filling orders!
Bella’s 12th birthday cake as requested. Blue with flowers and glitter. Edible glitter who knew?! (probably everyone except me) Now all our sweet treats are glitterfied because my children love the idea of sparkly poo.
Happy 12th Bella!
(I just love the faces in the background. Every birthday now, we must relight the candles and sing happy birthday to Buddy. So cute.) Bella had a girl’s movie night sleepover complete with movie ticket invites, nail painting, pop corn and the Twilight box set with which she is obsessed.
We have finally realised the magic of all mum’s empty kitchen cupboards!
I have an extraordinarily weird amount of kitchen cupboard space.
We slept so peacefully.
We have saved every single empty jar and bottle so we could paint them and put them pretty much everywhere that was a tad dull.
I had a birthday too! 29 years old and I still feel the same as I did at 19…When do we grow up?…Seriously…when?
We tried our hand at weaving.
I was too lazy to make a loom so we used two chairs.
Amazingly My kids were so patient with it.
Bella made her own.
The end result was pretty cool.
And messy. Not that Pepper minded.
I took my kids to the mulberry tree I used to visit as a kid to pick the berries when ripe.
We filled bowls and containers and brought them home (on numerous times) to add to cakes, pies and pancakes. We also ate them until our tongues were purple and our hands were stained.
It was nice to take my kids to a tree that I loved when I was a kid and one that they now love too. Who knows, they may take their own kids one day (if it’s still standing that is.)
We’ve been using our beautiful damn heaps more. We’ve cleared it out a bit now and Glen has mowed the island and we’re planning to put up a slide and swing.
The kid’s love it.
And people wonder why I don’t leave home….
It’s almost as good as a real beach.
Checking out the island.
We’ve been cute.
Worked on our butter curl roses.
Played with dead bugs.
Built disgustingly large forts in our lounge room.
Been beautiful magic fairies. (who are obsessed with pink.)
Molly turned 4!
And we have made many a pretty mess.
I tried to take pictures in a style that just about everyone by now has already done. The good old draw a chalk balloon and get your kids to hold on.
It didn’t work so well.
And Violet didn’t want to do it at all despite how I ranted about how fun it would be. “It’s just lying down mum.”
She was right and it was stupid.
And even though Bud was more than willing, he couldn’t grasp the concept.
The kids and I went through a yarn bombing phase. If you don’t know what that is then basically it involves being extremely bored and having nothing constructive to do so you therefore wrap objects with wool.
I am now glad that I have no wool left or else a whole lot more of our house would have become comfortably fuzzier.
I made Buddy the coolest – not to mention freest- set of building blocks which my girls all painted for him.
We made paper dolls and clothes to dress them.
Again pretty messes.
And pretty blue buns.
I’ve taken to stopping on the side of the road to pick bright wild flowers. Free fresh flowers honestly…who could resist? (and I’m not talking stopping in front of someone’s house….so don’t blame me if you get caught trying to do that!)
Free nature decor. So fancy shmancy.
I am in the process of making a nature corner inside, with lots of interesting natural toys. I’ve decorated river stones and sanded and oiled pretty pieces of wood.
So far so good.
I finally got around to fixing my second-hand $30 tv cabinet. I painted some birds on it, gave it shiny new handles and drew designs all over it.
And now it is awesome.
I have hung branches and old fabric in weird places.
Can you see ‘us’ here?
Even my pile of washing is colourful <—– over there in the bottom corner.
We’re putting amazing things everywhere.
And more plants. In weird places and in curious things.
And it’s getting greener!
Thank you nan for the chokos we didn’t eat. They’re now super cool decorations.
But by far at the moment I like the stuff I’ve done in my bathroom. Like this aloe vera plant in this beautiful stoneware cup and saucer set I found in a 2nd hand shop for $1!
And this stuff on our sink. The small gold baking dish I picked up for 20 cents along with the green and pretty blue porcelain tea-cup from a second-hand shop. The pink one in the background is especially special. My brother hand-made it for me years ago.
Here take a closer look. I hang my hook earrings on this wooden chalice style cup that Glen’s dad gave the kids along with a whole bunch of other play crockery and tea pots and stuff. He too got into the spirit of recycling, picking it all up from a garage sale.
So regardless of whether or not I document all that we do, or do not do. Regardless of whether I share it or not…time will pass.
And I think I’ve decided that it’s better a use of my time to do what we do while trying to remember as much as I can and by possibly showing others that life can be lived (and decorated) in simplistic happy ways.
So I apologise for the lack of interesting gossip which I sure some may have suspected when I left my blog 6 months ago.
There is no secret pregnancy (which was rated as number one in the theories.)
There is no marriage break down.
There has been no disastrous tragedy.
Just ordinary normal life stuff.
So until next time….