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todayiamadaisy) wrote2011-03-20 05:33 pm
todayiamadaisy) wrote2011-03-20 05:33 pm
Entry tags:
- cats,
- clothes,
- excursions,
- home,
- potd
Rescue of the astronauts
Today my mother and I went over to Port Fairy to see her friend Val's entry in the Port Fairy Anglican church's floral display. It's a sweet little bluestone country church and the flowers were pretty. They have some lovely stained glass windows and a heritage-listed pipe organ with duck egg blue pipes and the place is filled with pinky green light, courtesy of little lead light windows all around. So that was all very nice.
After looking at the flowers in the church, we went across to the church hall where they had plants and handcrafted things for sale. They also had a display of decorated gnomes for a decorated gnome competition. It is apparently something of a tradition in this particular church auxiliary for members to get garden gnomes and dress them up. It's good to have a hobby. The top row of the display was done by past winners of the decorated gnome competition who are no longer eligible to enter, so now they are just decorating gnomes for fun. They are not resting on their laurels, though. One of these gnomes was wearing a full-body balaclava knitted out of beige chenille, with tiny holes cut out for the eyes and tentacles swirling round the bottom. The label described it as an octo-gnome. I'd have voted for it if I could.
Of the gnomes eligible for competition, there were a few good ones. There was an Easter bunny gnome and a beefeater gnome and the one I voted for, which was a preacher gnome clad in black with bushy black eyebrows drawn on, bringing down the fire and brimstone by the look of him. I'm not sure surly preacher gnomes are the way to bring young folk back to the congregation, but he scared me into voting for him.
After that, we bought lunch and had a picnic by the river. I had some of the lemon and lime ice tea that makes Hugh Jackman dance, and I can see why: it's good stuff. I was tempted to do a bit of a dance too, but I managed to restrain myself.
Oh, my! I've just uploaded this week's photos to flickr. If the number of views of the photo I took last Sunday is any guide, my f-list really likes looking at slices of chocolate cake. You can make your own, you know: chocolate cloud cake.
Day 73. Leaves in a fish pond
Day 74. Beet and broccoli seedlings
Day 75. A spot of knitting
Day 76. An update on the grass tree spike
Day 77. Wearing in my new work shoes
Day 78. Old TV on its way out
Day 79. Re-using the strawberry fete sign
Day 73a. Stone turtle
Day 73b. Rose escaping
Day 75a. He's found the sofa
Day 77a. I am very tempted by the floral ones at the back
Day 79a. Squashed
Day 79b. Whale bones on the way to the church belltower
After looking at the flowers in the church, we went across to the church hall where they had plants and handcrafted things for sale. They also had a display of decorated gnomes for a decorated gnome competition. It is apparently something of a tradition in this particular church auxiliary for members to get garden gnomes and dress them up. It's good to have a hobby. The top row of the display was done by past winners of the decorated gnome competition who are no longer eligible to enter, so now they are just decorating gnomes for fun. They are not resting on their laurels, though. One of these gnomes was wearing a full-body balaclava knitted out of beige chenille, with tiny holes cut out for the eyes and tentacles swirling round the bottom. The label described it as an octo-gnome. I'd have voted for it if I could.
Of the gnomes eligible for competition, there were a few good ones. There was an Easter bunny gnome and a beefeater gnome and the one I voted for, which was a preacher gnome clad in black with bushy black eyebrows drawn on, bringing down the fire and brimstone by the look of him. I'm not sure surly preacher gnomes are the way to bring young folk back to the congregation, but he scared me into voting for him.
After that, we bought lunch and had a picnic by the river. I had some of the lemon and lime ice tea that makes Hugh Jackman dance, and I can see why: it's good stuff. I was tempted to do a bit of a dance too, but I managed to restrain myself.
Oh, my! I've just uploaded this week's photos to flickr. If the number of views of the photo I took last Sunday is any guide, my f-list really likes looking at slices of chocolate cake. You can make your own, you know: chocolate cloud cake.
Day 73. Leaves in a fish pond
Day 74. Beet and broccoli seedlings
Day 75. A spot of knitting
Day 76. An update on the grass tree spike
Day 77. Wearing in my new work shoes
Day 78. Old TV on its way out
Day 79. Re-using the strawberry fete sign
Day 73a. Stone turtle
Day 73b. Rose escaping
Day 75a. He's found the sofa
Day 77a. I am very tempted by the floral ones at the back
Day 79a. Squashed
Day 79b. Whale bones on the way to the church belltower