A Silk Purse out of Sow’s Ear

My mum used to say regularly that, ”you can’t make a silk purse out of sow’s ear”, meaning you needed quality items to make a quality product. However on a daily basis she made a lie of that statement. Within her meagre budget she indeed could, ’make a silk purse out of sow’s ear’, figuratively speaking. She made colourful, woollen, patchwork quilts for our beds out of scraps of fabric which my brother brought home from the coat factory at which he worked. She unravelled old woollen jumpers and used the wool to knit us new jumpers to keep us warm in Christchurch’s cold winter months, and, when the cupboard was virtually bare and her purse empty, she would still manage to put some nourishing, tasty meals on our table. She could conjure up something absolutely amazing out of virtually nothing.

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Impending loss of freedom

Australian states have each been able to choose the way they individually reacted to the pandemic. Western Australia’s premier, Mark McGowan, took a more severe approach than all of the other premiers – he locked our borders down and locked them down hard, and has been unrelenting. He’s encountered the wrath of our countries Prime Minister, and the wrath of several of the premiers from the other states. He’s hated by many throughout the country, and is often portrayed as a tyrant overseas and in many parts of Australia. Many people believe West Australian’s have been living without liberty in conditions akin to prison camps. I’m here to tell you NOTHING COULD BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH.

The reality is the people who live in Western Australia, and I’m lucky to be one of them, enjoy unbelievable freedom, with one exception. We can’t travel freely to other states, and people from other states can’t travel here. That’s been hard on families with members separated by international or state borders, and as you would expect, Mr McGowan has lost popularity with some of those people. Whilst I can understand the frustration of the residents who desperately want to visit their grand-children, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, daughters, and sons who live either overseas, or across an Australian border, most West Australians, including me, have been VERY, VERY HAPPY within the borders of this great big state. Our state has been almost free of community transmission of Covid for most of the time since we first heard the words, ’Coronavirus’, and ’pandemic’.

With virtually no community transmission, businesses have enjoyed far less interruptions to service than elsewhere in the country and overseas. Our mining sector, and WA is a big mining state, has enjoyed the freedom of being able to operate almost as per normal. Our state’s economy has been booming, and consequently has significantly contributed to keeping the whole country afloat. And Mr McGowan, well he’s written himself into the political history books. He’s the most popular State Premier Australia has ever had, and why wouldn’t he be – he’s kept us all safe. Not only have we felt safe but we’ve enjoyed amazing freedoms to enjoy life pretty much as it was before Covid was even a twinkly in a bats eye, the only exception being that we must remain with our state borders, and no visitors from elsewhere.

The announcement many have been waiting for has come. We’re to open up as from 5th February. Paul and I are double vacced, and our booster vac is booked. But we’re scared, very scared. We know that once those borders open we can kiss our freedom goodbye. A bit of a paradox I suppose you could say. I’ve loved living in our safe bubble, and hearing what’s happening with Omicron overseas, and interstate – well, I hope Mr McGowen reconsiders. Apologies to those who for family reasons welcomed the news, I understand your frustration. Stay safe everyone.

Fully Opshopened

My daughter, having recently been to some sort of styling course, decided we needed a mother and daughter shopping trip. Before I tell you about the shopping, I’ll firstly tell you what I know about the course that inspired it. Alice firstly had her colours done, and then was taught how to style for her body shape. Next she was taught how to shop sustainably, which in honour of reducing land fill from the rag trade, means either classic good clothing that will last a life time, or/and shopping at re-cycling shops. As she and I have similar skin tones (pink), she sent me her colour swatch and said I’d probably also suit the colours from the summer spectrum.

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Picnic at Shelly Cove

Shelly Cove, north of Dunsborough at the end of Bunker Bay Road, and a visit to Simmo’s Ice Creamery on the way home.

Perth and the south west of WA has had what seems like a never ending winter. Finally, a nice week-end so time to get out into the great outdoors. What better way to do that than in the company of good friends, sharing deliciously fresh, tasty, but simple food at a picnic table overlooking a million dollar view.

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Nannup – the Kondil Wildflower Walk

This 3.3 km circuit walk took us a few hours to walk, not because it was a difficult walk, but because we were on the lookout for orchids. Being a wildflower walk, this circuit is on gravelly soil a good distance from the river. The best of WAs wildflowers don’t seem to thrive, or even survive in the rich soils near riverbanks. The fact that such delicate beauty can only be found in stony, seemingly barren soil is what makes them so fascinating. This walk did have shade trees though and plenty of them. The day was pleasantly warm so the shade was appreciated.

First we we greeted by the tall, graceful stems of several green and red kangaroo paws.

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