A tale of unexpected visitors, creepy stalking parents and a gentle friend who makes guitars.

Just a reminder that my site has moved.

If you’d like to join me please visit www.destinationhereandnow.com


… in which she discovers the gentle art of random weaving and decides that she’s not quite the basket case she thought she was.

It has been a long time since I’ve had that lovely feeling of being lost in the moment…

Completely absorbed in a simple pleasure

… facing only the simplest of choices

… sitting quietly

… engrossed in the gentle art of making something.

But that’s exactly what I was lucky enough to do this week at a random weaving workshop with south coast artist Harriet Goodall.

Throughout the preceeding week the boys (and various friends – yes you know who you are) had been teasing me relentlessly about my forthcoming basket weaving workshop.

There had been plenty of snickers.

Well you can snicker all you like my lovelies…

because what I knew and you didn’t, is that Harriet Goodall is not your average
basket weaver.

I knew a little bit about her through mutual friends who put together this video for Country Style magazine and when I heard that Sophie Hansen at Mandagery Creek Venison had snagged her to do a workshop, I jumped at the opportunity.

What I didn’t realise, is that Sophie has this fabulous background as a magazine editor and now showcases local producers in her own blog Local is Lovely. She is also a beautiful cook and spent the day – ever so quietly in the background – preparing lots of deliciousness for us all to enjoy.

So it was a good recipe for a great day.

Good host, good food, good company, in a pretty location surrounded
by snow covered hills.

But back to our weaving ….

What I love about Harriet’s work is its organic nature.

It’s relaxed and loose.

And in a world full of mass produced plastic and rubbish, the idea of learning how to take pieces of nature and craft them into something functional is very appealing.

And sure enough, as promised, within a few short hours we had all produced our own unique baskets from bits of flotsam on the floor.

I had this vague idea that I might create a woven fairy castle to hide somewhere
in the garden …

A fairy castle with its own deck.

I’m not quite sure what I ended up with.

But I had the most beautiful day, lost in the moment, creating it

… and I think the fairies will still approve.

We’re up and happening on Pinterest.

I’m still getting my head around the whole social media thing and my jury is still out on it, but for those of you who are into Pinterest, I thought I’d let you know that I’ve set up a site that showcases a lot of the photos that have appeared so far on the blog.

I’m actually really impressed with the Pinterest interface – it’s beautiful to use.

If it is your thing and you’d like to take a look: just click here.

What’s your take on social media?  Do you reckon it’s all it’s cracked up to be?


I’ve been to par-a-dise but I’ve never been to …

Sorry. I’m being naughty. I’ve just planted the singularly worst song in the universe in your brain for the next couple of days.

But waddya gonna do 🙂

It struck me during the week that I’ve lived in the Bathurst region (in Australia) for about
25 years and while we’ve been lucky enough to travel to some far flung places,
there are spots closer to home that I’ve never visited.

For instance… Abercrombie House (pick yourselves up off the floor local friends)
a Tudor Gothic/Scottish Baronial mansion about 3 minutes (3 MINUTES – I KNOW!)
from the centre of the city and open (ahem) every Sunday I believe.

The … (by all accounts) … gob smacking Kanangra Walls. Just the thing for a
destination: here&now girl who hates heights.

And I have never driven the historic Bridle Track from Bathurst to Hill End.
– Feedback from readers: apparently this road has been cut by a massive earthslide.
It could become a two parter 😦

And when I look at this photo I’m thinking there might be a very good reason for that.

So… two things….

1. I’m setting myself a challenge. I’m going to get out there and see these things
and I shall report back in due course.

and …

2. I’m interested to know what’s on your list. What places are on your doorstep that you’ve never visited? And I’m not just talking Bathurst here. I want your secrets – from anywhere in the world.

And I’m going to add a little sauce. I’m going to set out to do a little sketch something like these….

Refuge Beach, 2011

Capertee Valley, 2008

… and I will randomly select a winner from anyone who comments below and send you a little print of something I see.

So here it is.

The “I’ve Never Been To … But Soon Will … Challenge.”

“Ooh I’ve been to Georgia and California, oh, anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacherman and we made love in the sun”

Honestly. What were they thinking.

Abercrombie House pic courtesy Fotki. Bridal Track pics courtesy A Therapy for Pain. Kangangra Walls pic courtesy Grant Dixon Photography

Painting with earth pigments at Fat Wombat Farm. Who could resist?


It was raining. But some days rain can be particularly lovely.

Especially when you’re out in your prettiest gumboots.

Searching in secret places…

Learning ancient traditions….

Painting with earth pigments that we’ve sourced and created ourselves …

Feeling like an alchemist … sieving … grinding … mixing …

… marvelling at what is possible.

Nature signs her work without thinking.

And it is perfection.

It gets me thinking. Why are we so hard on ourselves? Why are we so reluctant
to say … it’s done.

Be done …

and enjoy this lovely moment … this lovely day. It is enough. More than enough.

Thankyou Deb Bardon for creating beautiful ways for the Bathurst community (and beyond) to reconnect with nature through Earth Out.  And to our lovely teacher Cate McCarthy who made us so welcome in her studio amidst the treetops. A great day girls.

OMG! The bookkeeper’s coming!

Was feeling a wee bit bleary after a wee bit too much wine last night. Woke up. Remembered… @#*%! The bookkeeper’s coming at 9!

So I THREWWW on a scarf but it did little to disguise the fact that I was still very rusty around the edges.

Nice try though hey?

Why can’t I ever find anything in this house!!  (mad banshee voice)  Why doesn’t anyone put anything back where it belongs!!

Knowing full well that I am BY FAR the worst culprit at said misdemeanours

I’d love to be a tidier person. I really would.

But I get distracted. By .. stuff …

and my brain just wants to go off in a zillion different directions

and then I spend 10 minutes turning the house upside down searching for my glasses only to walk into the bathroom … face myself in the mirror…and see two pairs perched on my head.

Thank you Marie at Clarke’s Somerset Orchard on Conrod Straight at Mount Panorama for letting me take a wander around the orchard with camera in hand and turn your peaceful little part of the world into The Rant of the Mad Banshee Woman. I’m not quite sure how that happened. But I feel so much better. And thanks Denise for emptying my trays. What would I do without you (and Wendy before you) xx

Have a lovely organised week.

I too, shall try 🙂

Don’t you just love spontaneous invitations

It would have been easy to stay at home today …. a busy morning … but then the phone rang.  Come for a walk. Come for a curry. Break the shackles…

Get out of town

I’ll ring you

We’re on our way

Don’t wait for me. I’ll catch you up…

The light is so beautiful

The colours so …

The afternoon so…


What a great here and now.

Thank you xx