Our tickets are here!

This morning the paper work for our trip arrived from our travel agent down in the Big Smoke, so now we know for sure that we are going......it has all seemed a bit unreal, to now.  However in less than three weeks we will be walking down the bridge and onto the plane for the long flight over shark infested waters, up there in the tin box with several hundred of our new best friends and 97 crying babies.

It will be worth it when we arrive.

Just a few minutes ago the last of those 840 tumblers was cut - feast your little peepers on this box of repro goodies!

 Forgive the slightly shaky picture, I was probably so overcome with excitement as I pressed the little button that I couldn't control my finger.  There aren't quite 840 in this box, some are in the sewing bag by my TV chair, but take it from me.....all are done.  Some of the reproduction fabrics date from the mid-1990s when repros were first hitting the market in a big way, while some are more modern.  You can see by the tumblers already joined on the right-hand side of the box that there is no careful laying-out of pieces, just a lighter fabric being joined to a darker one; colours are immaterial, but two similar tones and colours aren't being paired.  The plan is (provided, of course, that they don't weigh too much)  that they will be coming to Canada with me ("what, all of them?" asked Kevin, "yes indeedy" said I) to occupy time spent in airports, and perhaps while watching TV in the evenings - we aren't the types to go out hitting the high spots and night clubs after dark, you know.

This gorgeous picture taken at Mount Tomah Botanic Garden some years ago when we visited in spring, and it popped up again on our computer this morning so I thought I would share.  The Waratah is the floral emblem of New South Wales, and is spectacular when in flower; sadly they don't grow here, so I will have to be content with admiring them on the screen.  Some of those flower heads are as big as a closed fist - some, even bigger.

We really like living here and have settled in well - it's been over eight years now since we moved here - and certainly don't miss much about the Big Smoke.  We used to be just an hour's drive from places like Mount Tomah which were lovely to visit, and I do occasionally miss that, but the slower pace of life and lack of busy traffic here more than make up for it.

The Parkinsons support group had fun singing along with us last week, one song they really enjoyed was "Mocking Bird Hill".  One of our members was all for taking it off the list but others prevailed, and we were glad we left it in because our audience enjoyed it so much.  Now we are practising for our bi-monthly gig at a local Sunday market in another week and a half.

Now that the tumblers are all cut it's time to move onto something else.  The next quilt group BOM is.....guess what......more fiddly-diddly cutesy-poo applique, but I shall be a good person and at least complete the lick-and-stick applique of two penguins.  They won't be sewn down as I shall run out of time - gosh darn, how about that eh - but I shall pass it back for stitching, and feel as though I have fulfilled most of my side of the BOM bargain.

My Lovely New Bernina machine (19 years old and still going strong) and my Bernina overlocker (only nine years old) will be going in for a service while we are away.  The dust and dirt from two flood renovations last year probably didn't do them much good, so a deep cleaning and service will make them happy again.

This week we are having a little taste of the coming summer.  It's not unusual to have a spell of quite warm weather as spring makes its presence felt, then temperatures settle down somewhat and we enjoy mild days once more.  For a while......it will be cooler in Canada, but such a shock to arrive back to full-blown summer.

"Morning dress for gentlemen.
The morning dress for gentlemen is a black frock-coat, or a black cut-away, white or black vest, according to the season, gay or colored pants, plaid or stripes, according to the fashion, a black silk hat, and a black scarf or necktie.  A black frock coat with black trousers is not considered essential, nor is a dress coat and colored or light trousers,  The morning dress is suitable for garden parties, Sundays social teas, informal calls, morning calls and receptions."

I can just see Kevin getting out of his beloved trakkie daks and into gay coloured plaid pants with a cut-away coat.......not going to happen......

Enjoy your days!