My Current Top Five ‘Not Blogging Reasons’

“Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, “It might have been”.”
~ Kurt Vonnegut

 

  1. Ben and I came home from holidays with the world’s worst gastro bug.
  2. Due to illness-induced misery coupled with jet lag and insomnia, I was only ever awake at ridiculous o’clock, and never at blogging central time.
  3. Somewhere in the midst of all the misery I vomited so hard that I tore internal scar tissue and adhesions from my recent abdominal surgery. Ouch!
  4. I ended up with infection and high fevers which caused hallucinations and complete loss of time and space.
  5. The outside world ceased to exist, and all my plans were forgotten.

I am feeling a little more human as of yesterday. So, normal blog scheduling will now resume. Along with naps, self-care, cups of tea, bone broth, plain foods and probiotics.

We’re in the city still. Our suitcases remain in the middle of the lounge-room floor and we haven’t even unpacked yet. Maybe today? Meanwhile our little farm is an island, all flooded in by ex-tropical cyclone Debbie.

Life is indeed a glorious adventure!

Thanks for all the messages of concern when I missed blogging for a few days. You know me well. I only ever miss a post if something’s up. But really, we’re doing much better now.

Biggest love and hugs,

Nicole <3 xx

We Got 3 Million Views!!!!

“Use the wings of the flying Universe,
Dream with open eyes;
See in darkness.”

~ Dejan Stojanovic

 

Goodness!

Somehow in the past few days we have reached a new magical number.

Three million views.

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It’s a long way from when I started this blog, thinking no-one would ever read it, and being ecstatic when my daily readership hit two figures. (Eleven. I got eleven readers in one day!!!)

So, I just wanted to say thank you.

Thanks for reading. Thanks for the gift of friendship. Thanks for the beautiful community that you have helped to create. Thanks for sharing the journey with me, and for being with me through the good times and life’s challenges too.

You’re the reason I get up every morning and keep writing.

You’re in my daily thoughts, my prayers and my meditations as I think about how best to serve you, to help you, to share with you.

You’ve become family, and I’m so very grateful to have you in my life.

Sending you the very biggest hugs and love,

and a celebratory cupcake with magical healing powers too. Cos cupcakes!

<3 Nicole xoxo

This Blog Is Late Because… January 2 – My Day of Rest!

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“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”
~ John Lubbock, The Use Of Life

 

After days of insanely long hours putting together the crystal grid, after launching my new Planner and communities, after supporting clients as they navigated Christmas and life difficulties, after blogging the New Year energies and getting ready for so much more, after working my last three designated unplugged days, all on the back of recovering from major surgery, this morning I slept in.

Yes, I did.

And it was good.

Especially considering that my Power Word for 2017 is HEAL.

I’ll see you tomorrow, with my energetic forecast for January.

Be kind to yourself today.

Much love, Nicole xx

 

I’d Be Blogging But… Farm Emergency!

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“Our bravest and best lessons are not learned through success, but through misadventure… ”
~ Amos Bronson Alcott

 

Oh dear!

Poor little Frida has the molasses bucket stuck around her head. We’d hoped she might figure out how to get it off all by herself, but no…

So now we will have to chase her until we can catch her and pull it off for her.

Sorry, cow comfort has priority over blogging. Wish us luck!!!

And yes, Frida the calf is named after Frida from  ABBA, (see pic below) because of her lovely red hair.

 

Late blog because… COWS!

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“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
~ Dr. Seuss

 

While enjoying a late afternoon session at the Byron Bay Writers Festival yesterday my phone went nuts in my bag. It was turned to silent, but eventually I could no longer ignore the persistent vibrations of call after call.

It was the neighbours.

Our cows were out.

All of them. And not only out, but wandered far, far from home.

I located Ben and we roared off to look for the wayward beasts. That was at 4pm.

It took the help of several good neighbours, bales of tasty enticement lucerne, and three hours of slogging through paddocks,  across roads, up and down gullies, and in and out of the yards of strangers before we finally returned them to our home paddock. We put them in the yards to keep them safe. All of that done in the dark, and by the hazard lights of support vehicles and the moon. Stressful much? Yes.

Ten minutes later I collapsed in a chair, thoroughly exhausted. You know, that place where you are vomiting from fatigue. Yep. Wrecked. Lyme disease and I aren’t used to so much frenetic excitement. Nor getting my year’s exercise quota in one night!

This morning, before dawn, we were up again. Dressed warmly against the frost we drove and walked our fenceline, finding the place where a tree had fallen and the fence needs repair. Checking that the river paddock was secure enough for us to turn our herd out there and know that they would be safe.

Farm life. Never a dull moment!

I don’t mind, really. My cows are home safe, and the walk this morning was oh so beautiful.

See you tomorrow for Week Two of our Journal Challenge.

I’m off to the Writers Festival again to find some writing mojo.

Much love, Nicole xx

PS –  Some shots of our farm this morning:

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Weevil Attack!

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“Excuse the mess, but we live here.”
~ Roseanne Barr

“My theory on housework is, if the item doesn’t multiply, smell, catch fire, or block the refrigerator door, let it be. No one else cares. Why should you?”
~ Erma Bombeck

 

I had hoped to be blogging about something interesting. Or inspiring. Or at least fun.

No such luck.

We have weevils.

A pantry full of the little blighters.

One moment we were weevil free. The next we have an explosion of wiggly black insect dots, voraciously consuming the pasta, the dog biscuits, the rice.

Instead of blogging this morning I am cleaning. These weevils will not go on their own. And there are just so many of them.

Thank goodness they seem confined to one shelf, and haven’t found my baking supplies yet. Thank goodness it is bin night.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow I shall blog a Christmas recipe, and weevils will be a distant memory.

Okay, enough chat. I have work to do!