Friday, June 29, 2012

Of Home and Silver Glass . . .

This weeks Diva challenge was perfect for me. I have been at my parents house in QLD now for a month and a half and have another 2 weeks to go until I head home to Orange (Country NSW). I am missing my little home so much. I live in a cute little apartment under my Uncles place and it has everything I need, so cozy . . . Orange, itself, a beautiful little town about 1km above sea level so this time of year its a tad chilli, sometimes even snows. I love the beautiful old trees, the rolling hills and the Farms full of produce for the rest f the country. (Orange is one small part of a larger area referred to as the food bowl of australia so there is always fresh produce . . . Especially apples). Living in Orange is such a massive answer to prayer for me. I love country NSW (Represented by the windmill . . . I love windmills) and it is so much better for my health. But what are my two favorite things about Orange? The beautiful tall poplar trees (See if you can pick them in the tangle . .. ) and my wonderful extended family who are so amazingly supportive . . . (Represented by the border . . . Linking the family together . . . ) 

"Orange Visions"

I've had a bit of a hard week, I think my brothers death is starting to get to me (He passed 1 1/2 months ago). It's taken a bit longer to hit me than most but this week I'm definitely feeling it. So on top of missing home, I'm missing my brother and my thoughts are filled with memories of his last few days. I wasn't there when he was diagnosed with the glioblastoma (on the wednesday) and I am most upset when I think of how frightened he must have been, not knowing what was going to happen. By the time i got there the next day he was to sedated to really know what was happening and he was passed away on the saturday morning. So I guess, I wish I was there to comfort him. I was thinking of this the other day and a beautiful song popped into my head, a song I have loved for years. The lyrics sum up so perfectly everything I wish that I could have said to Nathan. 

"Into the West"

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You’ve come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: «We have come now to the end»
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping


And all will turn 
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass 
Into the West

As soon as I read this song I had an image in my mind and Immediately began to tangle . . . 

"Silver Glass"

I am comforted by the fact that Nathan is with his Lord and savior, but I just wish I had a bit more time with him, here on earth . . . 

Nomes ♥♥♥

Thursday, June 21, 2012

The Divas weekly challenge - #75

So today I'm posting my answer to the Divas weekly challenge. To explain what the challenge was this week i'm just going to quote the instructions  . . . 

A Tanglation Nation challenge is an exercise in experimenting with a particular tangle to create variations or tanglations.  It does not need to specifically be a monotangle, (a monotangle is an entire piece or tile done with only ONE tangle and/or variations of said tangle) i just find it becomes more of a 'study' of a particular pattern when i do it as a monotangle.   This week is the study of 'Cadent'.

Here is my third attempt. It is my hope that the first two NEVER see the light of day . . . I found this one a bit of a struggle actually. . . I'm not overly happy with it, enjoy.

I may have found the challenge difficult, but I did enjoy the challenge. It's definitely an effective way to improve my tangles.

Nomes ♥♥♥

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

My Beautiful Brother, Nathan.

Exactly one month ago today my extremely tall(6"5), big hearted, crude tempered older brother Nathan passed away after a short battle with an extremely aggressive brain tumor (Glioblastoma). We found out about it on the wednesday night, I flew back to brisbane from Orange on the thursday. By thursday evening he couldn't talk properly. After a biopsy thursday night the tumor mushroomed throughout his brain and he never woke up again. Friday, everyone said their goodbyes, and after turning his ventilator  off we waited all night for him to go peacefully home, and after a beautiful sunrise on saturday morning  His Lord and Saviour took him home. 

My Fav photo of Nathan and I
(Nathan was 27 when he passed)

I still haven't cried. I'm not upset. There is just this uncomfortable pressure on my chest that I assume is going to stick around for a while. I guess im just in shock. When I go back home to Orange in a month I think it will get me and thats okay. I'd rather my parents not have to deal with my grief, they have their own to deal with. 

Nathan, Elizabeth (The bride - Our baby sister) and Me . . . 
This was a few years ago now . . .

Praise the Lord God almighty for His saving Grace and wisdom.

♥♥♥ Nomes.

Catching up over a cuppa . . .

So this post is going to be exactly what the title suggests, a catch up. However I must admit to one small deception; I've already finished my cup of tea . . . quite a while ago actually. Sorry.

When I established this blog (Quite a while ago!) I did have every intention of coming on here regularly and chatting to cyberspace (I wasn't very optimistic that my words would be read by the multitude) though deep down I assumed it would all fall by the way-side, and it did. 

However, I shall give it another go, and this time I WILL continue to post . . . "I WILL I WILL I WILL!" 

Why the sudden urge to blog again? Well, It's called "Zentangle" and it is awesome! Google it cause I can't be bothered figuring out how to put a linky thing on my page right at this moment . . .haha . . . Anyways, I want to share my "tangles" with the world and also have a go at a weekly challenge set by another blogger called "I am the Diva" . . . 

Perhaps I should post some of my tangles so you know what I'm talking about . . . 

Not too shabby aye?

I haven't stopped tangling since I started back in may . . . ADDICTIVE!

You have been warned . . . *Cheezy grin*

♥♥♥ Nomes.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Socks and Musings . . .

I have been thinking a lot over the last two days and wondering . . . Why is it, that making something as simple as a sock monkey was so absolutely enjoyable to me? I have made hair clips, yo-yo's, quilts, embroideries, scarves and jewellery and not one of them filled me with the same intense joy that I found when I completed "Mork". . . 

Could it be? Could I have finally truly found my 'niche''?

I do have a theory . . . What is there not to love about sock monkeys? THEY ARE SO FUN! Just look at them, the possibilities are as endless as unique pairs of socks! When you are sewing them together you are constantly pushing long, stuffed limbs away from you (Which is just funny) and the finished product can be so ridiculous or so cute that it just makes you laugh . . . You can sew the eyes and mouth however you like, giving them a unique personality all their own and any imperfection in their make-up makes them even more endearing . . . Again, I ask . . . 

What's not to love?  

My health has been horrid lately and somedays it is hard to stay positive and smile . . . Making Mork made me smile more than I have in a long time. Even now, while spread out, exhausted in my recliner, Mork is right beside me and every time I look at him I can't help but smile and laugh at his ridiculously long limbs and lopsided face . . .  Is it sad that a stuffed sock can make such a difference to my mood? I think not and think that if it can make  me laugh and smile so easily, perhaps Sock monkeys can bring a smile to anyones face; be they well or sick, young or old . . . 

And just perhaps, this new found favorite project will fizzle out like most others . . . Maybe not . . . 

I hope not.

I have bought a few different pairs of socks, so as soon as I  am able I will make some more friends for Mork and share them with you . . . 


Thursday, May 12, 2011

Mr. Mork . . .

It's been a while since I posted last and I do have a good explanation for my blog-tardiness. Once I have finished a project that has consumed my thoughts and imagination (In this case, the softie I made . . . ) I get a bit listless, feel a bit lost . . . I don't know what to do next; and even if I do know what I want to take up next I often need to rest for a few days before I can start . . . Hence, I haven't had much to write about . . . 

Until now . . . *Insert grin here*

I have completed my first sock monkey! Talk about fun! I had such an enjoyable time making this monkey, stuffing the long narrow legs, arms and tail . . . They are just such a fun looking toy and with the mentioned limbs flopping about as you sew them to the torso, you can't help but smile as you stitch.

Meet Mork . . . I was watching Mork and Mindy when I began stitching him together . . . It seemed to fit quite nicely . . . 

Below: Mork waiting patiently for his other limbs

Mork is such a poser . . . 

Well . . . His ears, face and arms are sewn on a little crooked and some limbs could have been stuffed a little more, but for my first attempt at creating a sock monkey I am very pleased and I think all of Mork's little quirks make him that much more endearing , , , not unlike his namesake *grin*.

I really do think I have found something That I would never get sick of making . . . I enjoyed it so much more than that sortie and was much more satisfied with the outcome. Never before have I felt so happy with something I have made.

I need to find some funky socks!

As Mork would say

 "Nanu Nanu"