New CARDS

 

there's a new dog in town in need of a name

i thought for a change, i'd start a series of  animal paintings ... and here's the first.  

anyone that knows me knows that i am a little obsessed with dogs.  so i figured it's the best place to start.

"knitting with dog hair" ... yes, yes, you did read correctly

i found this book in a second-hand store and had to grab it before some other pathetic dog obsessed person did.  it is just too funny isn't it? it is a serious book though - with actual patterns and advice. really.

don't you just love those tag lines .... 'stop vacuuming and start knitting'.  

i have a small problem though.  she has descriptions of the hair/fur of each dog breed and apparently my cross Ridgeback does not have a suitable coat for 'spinning'.  heart broken.   all is not lost though - perhaps i could pass my pooch's fur to other dog fur knitters, her advice to me is '....not suitable for spinning, but it would add a sprinkle of distinction to less courageous fibers'. that's my girl - distinctive.

gosh, it gets better. i just read the introduction - it starts .... 'when we began "knitting with dog hair" most people thought we were a few puppies short of a litter'.  hee hee.

wouldn't you love to meet Kendal Crolius and Anne Black Montgomery the two kooky people that thought this would be a great idea for a book?  i certainly would - i think they'd be my kind of people.

please feel free to contact me for information on the suitability of your dogs coat for spinning and knitting and i will consult the book for you. bliss.

trees heart hearts

beautiful sunday morning and took my new camera down at the park with miss macool and we found some tree love ... quite amazed as I had not noticed them before, surprising what you see when you are looking!!

... and the biggest heart of all  ::  this is the one. the only. the magnificent and divine Finn Macool II and her favourite stick of the morning. true finny bliss.

my leonard, yummy pinot and how I got the irishman to tassie

we are just back from a four night trip to tasmania. i have wanted to visit tassie for as long as i can remember but have never been successful in getting the irishman down there.  then it came to me .....

we both love leonard cohen ...well, i didn't until last year when the irishman dragged me kicking and screaming to a concert (his sister was visiting from ireland at the time and an hour before the concert i was pleading with her to take my ticket).  i left the concert madly in love with the seventy-something year old leonard and don't know why a hadn't been lovin him for years! i now refer to my leonard as, you guessed it, my leonard. the most magical and spiritual and blissful concert I have been to in my life (and i've been to too many to remember).

anyway, this year he was playing in a massive arena as sydney had realised how fabulous he is, and we didn't want to experience the magic of my leonard in that environment, so i thought - lets see him in little ole tassie where there wont be a huge arena.  genius, yes i know!

so that is how i got the irishman to tassie. here are some photos from the adventure.

 the really really old and magnificent bridge in new norfolk ... i think it may be the oldest in Australia even.

 a wine dog ... pooley wines

had to stop to let an echidna cross the road ....aww

another divine wine dog that autographed my 'wine dogs' book


we had a magnificent time.  visited wineries and tasted far too many divine pinot noirs (is that possible?), experienced the divine mr cohen, walked through forests, drove around valleys and generally had a blissful time. 

the best thing ... the irishman wants to go back!!! Yay to me!!