New computer, loss of photos … AGAIN … settling back in and catching up with friends left me no time for my blog. Tonight I have decided to get something up and running.

Lost my photos again but I have a feeling it was the old computer. I put the camera card into the old computer and began loading the photos into whatever program I chose. It was not long before an error came up and nothing loaded. I put the camera card back into the camera and it says it needs formatting. I tried my recovery program on the  this new computer and I have retrieved some, enough I guess, to feel it is better than nothing although I have lost all the videos. Unless of course it is the camera? Anyways, not to worry …

I stayed in Leidschendam where my Daughter is;  which  is a town and former municipality in the province of South Holland of the Netherlands. Along with Voorburg and Stompwijk, it is part of the municipality Leidschendam-Voorburg. Very near Den Haag (The Haig) Late spring brings nature to life so let me start with ‘Mother’s and their babies’. I couldn’t believe how many photos I took of ducks!

Mum watching from a distance

Mum watching from a distance

She feeds them close to the edge so she can hide them quickly.

She feeds them close to the edge so she can hide them quickly.

She felt safe on the other side of the canal

She felt safe on the other side of the canal

I think this is an Egyptian Goose. She is beautiful and her babies are striking

I think this is an Egyptian Goose. She is beautiful and her babies are striking

Residents of the mote surrounding our house

Residents of the mote surrounding our house

I love my tickles

I love my tickles


FACES: I managed to continue on with my faces. This journey of faces is turning into something amazing. For a start each one has its own story (for writing as some stage).  Being away and being with my lovely grand girls who were very interested in the process and are budding artists themselves of course wanted to help Nana with the drawing. At first I thought ‘no’ then I realised that this is a special time and it is liking itself to a ‘diary’ so we all enjoyed input, either with some drawing or naming. Each face whether it is good or a complete disaster has a memory and a story of where I was, how I was feeling etc.  Here are a few and trust me many of these are complete disasters but they can be ‘notes to self’ of what I can do better and also a jumping off point if I wish to take a particular face and story further.


91:Wilma Wall Art Blue Paper Mate Biro

91:Wilma Wall Art
Blue Paper Mate Biro

92: Serena Mermaid Blue Paper Mate Biro and 93: Sam (not his real name) sat next to me on the plane. Went to sleep short hair, clean shaven and woke up like this. Well that is what it seemed like :)

92: Serena Mermaid
Blue Paper Mate Biro
and 93: Sam (not his real name) sat next to me on the plane. Went to sleep short hair, clean shaven and woke up like this. Well that is what it seemed like 🙂

94: Polly and Molly (Black and Blue Paper Mate Biro  ... and ... 95: Tinga, carved from a single block of wood.

94: Polly and Molly (Black and Blue Paper Mate Biro … and … 95: Tinga, carved from a single block of wood.

96: Blob Arly Whirley (named by the granchildren) Black Biro and coloured pencil ... and ... 97: Violet Ginger Holly (also named by the grandchildren)  Staedtler Mars micro .5

96: Blob Arly Whirley (named by the grandchildren) Black Biro and coloured pencil … and … 97: Violet Ginger Holly (also named by the grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5

98: Ming Oxie (named by he grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5 ... and ... 99: Fashion Fiona (named by the grandchildren) Staedtler mars micro .05

98: Ming Oxie (named by he grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5 … and …
99: Fashion Fiona (named by the grandchildren) Staedtler mars micro .05


Nothing is lost when we create only wonders are found. Let you creativity free and the joy of your inner self will glow.


BRUNO’S GARDEN, Marysville, Victoria, Australia

Bruno’s garden is another piece of heaven on this earth. I was going to tell the story of Bruno, his amazing work, the devastation of the horrific fire that ripped through his heaven on 7th February, 2009 and the strength of mind, body and soul that Bruno possesses to rebuild all over again.

I visited his gardens a couple of weeks ago. I cannot begin to describe the joy and tears of seeing it redone. I took over one hundred pictures but then decided to just give you the website of Bruno and his garden so you can understand the beauty and the devastation and the beauty that has risen from the ashes.

Here are a few of my pictures to whet your appetite….

Bruno's Garden, Marysville

Bruno’s Garden, Marysville

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Bruno’s garden

Bruno's Garden

Bruno’s Garden

Bruno's garden, all new growth

Bruno’s garden, all new growth

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Visiting his site is the story of Bruno and his garden. Not only is he a brilliant artist he is one of the lovelies people I have ever met.

Another sketching day under my wing

I went sketching again today. This time we went to the Fairfield Boat House.  It is on the banks of the Yarra River. The boathouse was established in 1908 by a John St.Clair as a picnic, camping and refreshment room area. It is beautiful, but warning, take your own picnic lunch as the food is expensive and not that interesting. When we were there they had a cover over the jam for the  Devonshire Teas…that’s fine but one would have hoped they’d let the wasps out from under the cover first. Having said that, the place has everything one would want to relax enjoy the view, take a kayak, or one of the boats along the Yarra and it is definitely eye candy for artists.

I should have taken more photos but it was coffee, chat then down to business. This is my third time out and I have learnt a lot. This time I just took a pencil and a sketch book that  I had made many years ago and have never used. It must have waited for this challenge. The paper in it is an Indian handmade paper with a bit of tooth and texture and fleck; it gave the pencil work a nice feel. It also takes water-soluble oil pastels well although I did not use them today. These are a couple of the photos I took, unfortunately I didn’t even take a shot of what I was sketching…doh!


Bird Houses and seed containers keeps the many birds happy. Kookaburra laughing, unidentified and hidden others were calling and singing adding to the beauty.

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The table in the foreground is the upper level. Huge shady umbrella’s keep the sun at bay and the falling leaves from the gums otherwise they would be dropping into your coffee. The next level is on the wide shady veranda you can see to the right.

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On the ground level is the open air seating and access to the boats and kayaks and of course you are right on the Yarra and yes, our Yarra is always sepia coloured and proud of it itself. For those that don’t know it is often (derogatively) called the upside-down river. I love every inch of our Yarra. I am lucky enough to live across the road from the Yarra Flats (Yarra Flats Park features 85 hectares of pastoral and heritage landscapes, natural bushland, wetlands, abundant birdlife and a number of informal picnic areas.

so part of the Yarra is with me all the time.

For the aborigines of the Wurundjeri tribe (part of the Kulin nation that had occupied the lands around Port Phillip Bay for at least 30,000 years) the Yarra River was a life-source that had been etched into the landscape by the ancestral creator spirit Bunjil – the wedge tailed eagle. They called the river Birrarrung – “Place of Mists and Shadows” and it was the dreaming path they followed and camped beside through the calendar of countless seasons.


The Sketch… After three sessions of being out I have managed not to panic but to relax and start with the scene closest to me. I started with a pole and promised myself to go slowly, not try to finish everything and I soon found I was happy and in the zone concentrating on a small part…

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I have come to terms that when I am outside sketching for practice and being with supportive like-minded friends, perspective and angles and correctness is to be practised but not made ‘precious’. I so enjoyed the sunshine (albeit a bit too warm again…33c). The setting was all I could wish for as were my new-found friends. I am looking forward to the next session which will be at St.Kilda beach.

Your painting/sketch can look really silly, but when you take it away from the subject matter, it becomes something entirely different. When it’s not competing with the landscape, it can work. (Clyde Aspevig)


Memories of Cambodia

Clearing out a cupboard the other day I came across my diary from the first time I was in Cambodia with my daughter and grandchildren in 2008. I have written about this before in my blog but this is an excerpt from the diary, just a moment in time to share.

A beautiful day:

Went with Vuthy, Picdorpatdy(Vuthy’s wife), Sielafhy and Ohchearlyca ( their beautiful children) to Vuthy’s family home in Takeo Province. What an amazing, wonderful, special day in my life.

Vuthy lost his father, uncle and other relatives during the Pol Pot regime. Vuthy was captured with his Father but managed to escape, he was just a boy. He was separated from his Mother and Sister but by a miracle they found each other again. As a child Vuthy walked from Phnom Penh toTakeo  …81kilometers (approx 50miles). that is a whole other story about the Killing Fields.

On the way we stopped at bought beautiful fresh fruits to add to our lunch.

Vuthy’s Mum, Sister and wife cooked a delicious lunch of chicken. Their own chicken which was very skinny but unlike here in Australia, nothing is wasted and me being a guest I was given the special parts;  so I tasted, for the first time, the heart, lungs and two tiny eggs (kidneys?) of the chicken…oh yes and the liver as well. All was very tasty, the chicken was cooked with beautiful fresh herbs. It was served with perfectly steamed rice and fresh vegetables, all done on a one burner gas stove.  I enjoyed it all. I was a guest and not allowed to help but we chatted away as they worked. My Khmer and their English was not existent but laughter and hand waving covers all languages.

Vuthy’s nephew scaled the tall coconut tree and felled a coconut. Vuthy cracked it open with a machete and we drank  the fresh cool milk and ate the tender flesh.

The fruit tasting was a delight,  Durian, smells terrible but taste good. Love rambutan, small hairy, spiny and taste a bit like a pear. Jackfruit and dragon fruit and can’t remember the others.

After lunch was rest time and I was presented with a brand new hammock they had purchased for my visit. Lying there in my hammock looking around, listening to the family’s Khmer chatter – feeling the soft breeze coming across me fanned by the coconut palms (and I might add actually having a little nap). I was in absolute heaven.

There are so many more stories of beautiful Cambodia and its people but for now a few memory photos of this special time.

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Vuthy’s Mum and Grandson and me. No, I am not that tall, Mum is very tiny and beautiful.

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Vuthy with our coconut

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Rest time for everyone

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Spoilt and in heaven. The family watched with interest to see me get into the hammock, they were not disappointed…oops…wobble…wobble…nearly out and finally in and oh so comfy.

Richard Green Photographer

I was going to post a couple of Richard’s photos to give you a little look see but there is no way I could do them justice. Trust me, check his website out, stunning, amazing, beyond beautiful.  Go look, you will not be disappointed. A girlfriend went to his exhibition in Wangaratta and emailed me about it. I just had to share.

Below is a small excerpt from his website.

Being fortunate enough to own and being able to fly our own helicopter provides an opportunity to get to the most inaccessible places. The majority of my landscape photographs are taken in some of the wildest and most remote wilderness areas on the continent.

Apart from our love of being out in the wilderness and the artistic challenge of creating the images, there is a more serious side to our work. Debate about climate change and its inevitable impact continues to stimulate discussion.

Only when the last river has been polluted, and the last tree been cut down, and the last fish been caught, will we realise we cannot eat money.

– cree native saying

Still in the City

I will make this my last post of my City (for now). An eclectic view. One never knows what one will find when roaming around any City whether you are a tourist, newcomer or and old stayer, slices of life are everywhere… Shopping: IMG_5858 (Medium)

There are the Souvenir shops for the tourist with; of course Ugg boots IMG_5859_edited-1 (Medium)

Don’t leave without an oversized letter to put…ummm…ummmm…somewhere?

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Key rings, this is only one tiny area of them. But, I have to say when I travel I do buy key rings. My tip, buy two, they fall apart within a week.

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Post cards, now them I like just in case my photos don’t turn out or I cannot upload them..yeh!

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For those that are in the depths of winter, here is a memory of summer

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Bad photo but the window was just beautiful old-fashioned items. The tiled floor in the reflection is the original for that arcade.

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Babushka shop, every possible babushka you would every want..Pinocchio?

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Man and girl babushka (I love the girl with the teapot)

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Of course there are  more Ugg boots

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Sportsgirl with summer fun, It popped with fun, sun and pleasure…good advertising. It made me want to shop!…but I resisted


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I stopped for a bite to eat

IMG_5829_edited-1 (Medium)The visitors booth was busy, think they were asking where they could find the ‘Cacti’ lady

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I found her at a ‘pop up shop’ called ‘A Prickly Affair’. She also trades at the Rose Street Market, 60 Rose Street Fitzroy on Sat and Sun.

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The little cuties are 3D magnets

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Colourful display

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You could have some threading or waxing done…er…by a professional? Sorry, not by the look of the sign, won’t be going in there

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You can hire a bike, these bike stations are all over the city…or

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if you are a bit foot weary, take a seat in Federation Square and watch the tennis, football etc.


or relax on these lovely chairs in or out of the sun

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or simply just sit wherever you like

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If you bring you own bike, don’t forget the spare wheel…

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There are trains………well…..she’ll be comin round the corner when she comes

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Oh yes, here she is.

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If you are feeling regal, royal, how do you do type of thing there are the coach rides. I did take one of these a long time ago with my grandson and I must say the clip clop of the hooves on the street and the echo between the buildings was a piece of magic to ones ears.

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or……welllll….no….guess not

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Hello wise owl

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Where is your Mummy little one?

These two fellows are not for sale, they are rescued animals, beautifully kept and on display for the school holiday. I was excited to see owl. The funny thing was it was more adults than children ooo-ing and aaaaar-ing over the animals. One little girl about 3years old had a snake (very large for her size) draped around her neck, she was smiling as if she had just found gold, I noticed that is when the adults all stepped back 🙂

I took many more photos but have realised I can only bore you all for so long with my wanderings. WOW! I almost had a theme happening 😉

“There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself.”Lemony Snicket

A day in the city continued…

Oh yeh! got my photos restored but please don’t ask me how, I don’t have a clue. I tried every which way…nothing. Gave up, put it all away and sulked. Next day – never to be beaten completely I plugged the camera into the computer with the USB instead of putting the card into the card reader and tried a transfer into Photoshop Elements instead of Picasa 3 and whalla! they all appeared. Questions: Was it something I did the day before? plugging the camera in? not going through Picasa or is Photoshop elements magic…or…did the universe feel sorry for me and make it all happen? Who knows, who cares, I am one happy chappy. I did have a little chuckle to myself, it is not as if they are the top of the range photos but hey, they are mine and they bring back memories of a lovely day…so


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This is the piano in the City Square that is begging anyone to play

Below here in the same square is the yarn bombing. I was trying to pick just a few but they are so beautiful and varied, such eye candy.

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So touchy-feely

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All the way up she goes

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Spiralling up the tree

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This tree must be soooo excited with her new wooly leaves

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Ipsy Wipsy spider climbed way up the tree…

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No rain today so he stayed where he could see

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 Daisy, daisy give me your answer please

Yes, I’ll stay here – I am so in love with thee.

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I am sassy greenleaves

 with fishnet stockings – if you please

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 In simple harmonic devotion

She matches the colour explosion

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I insist I colour coördinate with everything around me

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I match, I don’t blend,I STAND OUT!

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Oh yes…I AM  A B-I-K-I-N-I  TREE!


Well, they are beautiful and happy and love to show-off so I couldn’t help but join in the fun and took a few ‘selfies’…

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That’s all for today folks,..

We tend to forget happiness doesn’t come as a result

of getting something we don’t have but rather of

recognizing and appreciating what we do have

Frederick Keonig

Themes vs random

Hi everyone, I returned from my ‘have to do’s’ and a break badly needed to rest the mind. It has taken awhile of what I call bubbling back to life.  Whilst I have been quiet, I have been reading wordpress tips and hints; one in particular struck me ‘Think of a theme for 2014’  I thought yes, that’s it…I need a theme to continue into 2014 for my blog.

I browsed through my work and writings. I am passionate about nature, my works shows this. I am passionate about all things small, again my work shows this, but what now…a theme? I pondered and wondered and thought what else am I passionate about. The answer was everything’. Of course I said to myself, my blogs are named ‘randomrose’ and’ supposerose’ which adds up to I am not a ‘stick to a theme for a year kind of person’…not rocket science but then it does take awhile to see the obvious in ones self.

Having sorted that out and ‘randomly’ browsing’ other people’s blogs I came across many ‘Acts of Kindness’ blogs’, now that appeals to me. I have had many acts of kindness bestowed upon me and I believe in sending kindness forward and I have achieved that here and there…so…

I told a story on one ‘kindness’ blog about the time my friend and I were backpacking in Turkey. We were in a small village looking for accommodation. We walked up and down the main street three or four times looking for an address when a man came out from a barber shop with half a haircut and the plastic cape around his shoulders!  He asked if we were o.k. We said we were looking for accommodation he said to follow him to his house, half a haircut and cape complete. He introduced us to his wife, they asked us to stay with them. Once we were settled it was only then that he returned for the rest of his hair cut. What an amazing act of kindness. We have many stories of kindness in Turkey.

It has been extremely hot here and I have been using my beautiful fan from  Spain to try and cool a little. The fan was given to me in act of kindness:

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It was a very warm day when I was on a tram/cable car in Spain with my daughter and my two small grandchildren. One little one was so tired she literally laid down on the floor of the tram. Two young Spanish women smiled and we began to chat even with our language barrier (which never stops me from chatting-hands have amazing vocabulary).  When we were getting off one of the young women handed me her fan (above) that she was actually using and said for me to keep the children cool.  Everytime I use it I think of the happiness that is spread throughout the world with random acts of kindness.

Now…this is where my random-ness comes in. I photographed the fan for this blog and instead of just cropping it…no…I went on another tangent and played with it so now the post turns into photo manipulation…

How fast can one fan when it is 40plus

How fast can one fan go when it is 40 plus degrees

After all that speed fanning she glowed and glowed.

After all that speed fanning she glowed and glowed.


Today is cooler so she sits, cool and sassy.

Today is cooler so she sits, cool and sassy.

So, random I am, random I will stay. If anyone else has acts of kindness they would like to share, please do or any other random moments.


Sometimes my mind wanders; other times it leaves completely.



Photography war

A few years ago I went travelling through Spain and France with my daughter, son-in-law and two beautiful grandchildren. The grandchildren were playing with their newly purchased bubble maker and that is where the war started. After  many failed shots of trying to capture a bubble, it happened. It got a good shot of the bubble and my granddaughter looking through it. My daughter complimented me on my shot but of she went and this was the result between us trying to out-do each other in the friendliest of way of course…


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Well…o.k. missed this one

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oh, and missed this one

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First one to me with reflection of umbrellas…if you please.

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Fluke for daughter…twin bubbles

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We both concentrated, good girl, big bubble and I got the shot, her face in bubble…well…eyes and nose but daughter couldn’t beat that!

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Daughter…smiling with glee…she got whole face…drat.

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I did it, I did it…got bubble, got face, got smile I have won 🙂

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I am defeated. Whole head in bubble. I have to say, brilliant shot.

We all had lots of fun and giggles. It hasn’t stopped. Whilst I haven’t been competing my daughter has gone on to bigger and better things like when they were in Slovenia…

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Through sheets of ice

And last but I am sure not the end she just took a photo of her darling little son experience his first bubble…

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Accolades to my clever daughter, bubbles and three of my four beautiful grandchildren. I am posting some of their art work in Grandchildren’s corner.

Happiness is…playing with bubbles

The Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award


Thank you to the lovely and talented Michelle over at  for nominating me for this award. Michelle with her great memories of her European Holiday and River Cruising will have you travelling in style without leaving your computer screen.  She has a way with words that makes you excited about travel and the photos enhance the excitement. Michelle has the ability to be behind a camera but be present at the same time to the emotion of the places and things she sees.

The rules for receiving the Sisterhood of the World bloggers award are as follows.

1. Provide a link and thank the blogger who nominated you for this award.
2. Answer 8-10 questions.
3. Nominate 10-12 blogs that you find a joy to read.
4. Provide links to these nominated blogs and kindly let the recipients know that they have been nominated.
5. Include the award logo within your blog post.

To my blogging friends I would nominate:


To answer the questions:

The Questions:

  1. Your favorite color – Purple, Aqua, bright yellow followed by rainbow (yes all the rest of the colours). Funnily enough I work mainly in black and white or sepia. My eyes and emotions love colour but colour from my brain to my hand don’t know how to communicate.
  2. Your favorite animal – The winged kind – birds, big white polar bears, majestic lions and royal tigers and and and…….
  3.  Facebook or Twitter – A little of facebook and whilst I have a twitter account I never know what to say as I talk too much and make long sentences…see!
  4. Your favorite pattern –What a good question…anything that is muted and sepia looking, spiral are good.
  5. Do you prefer getting or giving presents? – I worry about giving in case it is not quite the perfect gift and worry when I receive that people are too kind…do I need therapy?
  6.  Your favorite number? – 7 (that would be the shortest sentence)
  7. Your favorite day of the week? – Monday…I can start again
  8. Your favorite flower? – Camellia, Snowball Flower tree, violets, peony rose and all the rest
  9. What is your passion? – o.k. I will try and be quick…paper, paper, paper, paper – photography, art/craft bookart, sorry I could keep going but I will stops now…well…maybe travel and ….

I have fun doing that so I will keep the same questions for my own nominees:

Congratulations to you all, your blogs make happy days and keeps my grey matter functioning with your knowledge.