I have spent a bit of time this week looking at houses for sale. I like houses that are spacious and a bit different. There aren’t too many around. I have always been willing to overlook many expensive problems for something in that category. Which is quite dangerous to my finances. It’s lucky I have someone who is level headed with me this time.
A bit different, to me, is not paint colour or extreme laminex, but structual difference. I like homes that have been built to incorporate the environment outside or with designs that take into account views or weather. I like houses that are not the same as every other house in the streets. I like streets with individual houses and no twins in sight.
There are a lot of little houses with renovations done that are fabulous and others that are too extreme and appear out of character for the house. I am growing to prefer the beige that Stan our interior decorator when we were in ‘Unique Furnishings’ always recommended with a laugh. Reminds me of the ‘beige joke’ told at my wedding.
Henna Powder, reading and lack of chocolate…
I have bought some henna powder. I remember back in the early nineties I used henna to color my hair. It wasn’t grey then so I wonder how it will go. I know, all this obsession with hair is so unlike me. I wonder if the moon is in Leo or something, thus affecting my hair concern.
I have been continuing to enjoy my reading and have a pile of books that are distracting me from corrections. I really do find reading an effective way to cut off from stress. I love it.
I have ran out of chocolate tonight. I usually have a stash somewhere. The only chocolate in the house is Andy’s dark chocolate Bilby that he has hoarded since Easter. I want to eat it …. it might go off!! I won’t though because I respect others chocolate boundaries. I mean I couldn’t very well scoff the bilby down and then expect that my own stashes would remain safe. I mean it is a fragile trust we all have with our individual pockets of chocolate.
Stroll through Morwell
Yesterday I had to go to Bunnings to get some more tiles for my mosaic. I have nearly finished putting all the tiles on and I am pleased about this. Andy suggested we go for a walk. I haven’t been exercising much lately so I agreed it would be good. We left from Mid Valley and walked along a drain or a creek, under bridges and through really lovely groups of trees. It was a really pretty view of Morwell and it dispelled some of the impressions I have of Morwell.
I lived in Morwell in the mid eighties. I shared a house with friends close to the town centre. It was when Morwell was less abandoned and I enjoyed my time there.
Unfortunately the battery on my digital camera was flat or I would have taken more photo’s. I had to use my phone camera. There were some really tranquil and pleasant pockets along the walk. It reminds me of the book I love by Thomas Moore “The Re-Enchantment of Everyday Life”. In the book he talks about little corners of the world that are magical and special and good for your soul. I think that walk was good for my soul and I don’t know why I so often resist things, which are good for me. 
I also took this photo, of some mushrooms growing. I don’t know if you can see them properly. They were the edible mushrooms not the magic ones! I remember around this time of the year going out into the paddocks around Drouin East near my Auntie Angela’s house and coming back with buckets of mushrooms. I really enjoyed it. You don’t really hear of kids going mushrooming much now. I wonder why?