<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612</id><updated>2009-12-24T01:01:58.427+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea Blue Whispers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-858215982011837533</id><published>2009-12-21T07:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:42:41.169+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop Scenes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R2zK8QxI/AAAAAAAABbE/HbF7O4qjRvE/s1600-h/DSCF7030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R2zK8QxI/AAAAAAAABbE/HbF7O4qjRvE/s800/DSCF7030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427772408349458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello at last! Now that it is almost Christmas I thought that I had better show everyone what I've been up to. ( I apologise for the not so clear photos as the light was a little strange.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R2ZZfK3I/AAAAAAAABa8/Cl6XDG13FoE/s1600-h/DSCF7018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R2ZZfK3I/AAAAAAAABa8/Cl6XDG13FoE/s800/DSCF7018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427765490035570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here it is... Cathy and my wonderful shop! We have had so much fun bringing it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3tbSg3I/AAAAAAAABbc/xF6qwps2r_Q/s1600-h/DSCF7051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3tbSg3I/AAAAAAAABbc/xF6qwps2r_Q/s800/DSCF7051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427788046173042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have had a lot of very positive responses from all the lovely people that have passed through our doors this past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3clqdlI/AAAAAAAABbU/9Wdn1XGG9M8/s1600-h/DSCF7044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3clqdlI/AAAAAAAABbU/9Wdn1XGG9M8/s800/DSCF7044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427783526282834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Between my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; finds, Cathy's lovely old, white furniture (which has left Cathy's house  a little bare) and careful selection of shop stock we are both very pleased with the look. Well actually we LOVE it and wouldn't mind living there! We even had thoughts of putting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mattresses&lt;/span&gt; on the floor and projecting movies onto those very nice, large, white walls and having a girls only movie night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3JFjMcI/AAAAAAAABbM/qtJDkzzTcEU/s1600-h/DSCF7035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R3JFjMcI/AAAAAAAABbM/qtJDkzzTcEU/s800/DSCF7035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427778291315138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I must concentrate on doing some Christmas things. I have only ventured  into the Christmas crazed crowds once so far  but I did manage to find a few gifts....many more to go though.  We at least have a decorated Christmas tree which is most important as we've got to have somewhere to put all those presents!&lt;br /&gt;I will hit the shops again today and tomorrow I will have to get some Christmas cooking done. In theory that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R9-QQvlI/AAAAAAAABbk/WobE0A_p6Cg/s1600-h/DSCF7053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R9-QQvlI/AAAAAAAABbk/WobE0A_p6Cg/s800/DSCF7053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417427895642537554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope Christmas preparations are going well for everyone else. Take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-858215982011837533?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/858215982011837533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/12/shop-scenes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/858215982011837533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/858215982011837533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/12/shop-scenes.html' title='Shop Scenes...'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sy6R2zK8QxI/AAAAAAAABbE/HbF7O4qjRvE/s72-c/DSCF7030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-2135230380736352424</id><published>2009-11-07T21:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:52:27.429+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVZGUEdGaI/AAAAAAAABa0/OVk1tOJEvu4/s1600-h/DSCF3070-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVZGUEdGaI/AAAAAAAABa0/OVk1tOJEvu4/s800/DSCF3070-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321293102258594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello everyone! Such a long time since we've had a chat!&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending an awful lot of time at my little desk making charms in readiness for the shop opening which is now just around the corner. Only a couple of weeks!&lt;br /&gt;It's funny though, the more charms I make , the more I want to make. It is such an enjoyable thing to do. Just as I'm finishing one group of charms I'm already thinking of what ideas that I can come up with for the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7v4OECI/AAAAAAAABas/8HZOLzKXgt0/s1600-h/DSCF3121-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7v4OECI/AAAAAAAABas/8HZOLzKXgt0/s800/DSCF3121-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321111588573218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't been just working though. I have been enjoying the garden immensely. After all it is Spring (all be it the last month). I am so pleased with the garden this year as I managed to get more flowers to grow. Such an arduous task when there hasn't been much rain. I think we have had 90mm in the last 6 months!!! Horrifying! I must have carted thousands of watering can loads of water over these past  6 months to get the flowers to grow and survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7TUbpBI/AAAAAAAABak/plOrTqXJp3Q/s1600-h/DSCF3164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7TUbpBI/AAAAAAAABak/plOrTqXJp3Q/s800/DSCF3164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321103922275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a labour of love. Just to see foxgloves, cornflowers, poppies and hollyhocks flowering is so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7CqXo0I/AAAAAAAABac/zx8jvrbF0gA/s1600-h/DSCF3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY7CqXo0I/AAAAAAAABac/zx8jvrbF0gA/s800/DSCF3155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321099450884930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have also strategically positioned a couple of bird baths where I can see them from my rocking chair when I'm sitting on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;verandah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY6x8z2pI/AAAAAAAABaU/ckKU8nE-GQs/s1600-h/DSCF3128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY6x8z2pI/AAAAAAAABaU/ckKU8nE-GQs/s800/DSCF3128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321094964828818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been such a joy to see the large variety and number of birds that frequent them. As the surrounding bush gets extremely  dry I'm afraid my meagre little birdbaths are the main water supply for many birds. Even the shy emerald doves have paid me a visit. It is so nice to know that I am helping the wild birds through this dry time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY6YA33HI/AAAAAAAABaM/1cmSWa_8RHY/s1600-h/DSCF3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVY6YA33HI/AAAAAAAABaM/1cmSWa_8RHY/s800/DSCF3146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401321088002546802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A happy week to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-2135230380736352424?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2135230380736352424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-everyone-such-long-time-since.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2135230380736352424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2135230380736352424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-everyone-such-long-time-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SvVZGUEdGaI/AAAAAAAABa0/OVk1tOJEvu4/s72-c/DSCF3070-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-2792341114831371136</id><published>2009-09-27T22:04:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:26:46.605+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0--vUrI/AAAAAAAABaE/haHM8wEEzDE/s1600-h/clock+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386116948594479794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0--vUrI/AAAAAAAABaE/haHM8wEEzDE/s800/clock+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm ba-aaaack! Sorry I've been missing in action so long. I sort of had some forced time off. You know the story.....the nasty ol' flu creeps up on you when you least expect it and the next thing you know it's two or three weeks later. Yuk! What a horrible flu! I'm all better now though.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0vFXCAI/AAAAAAAABZ8/eHGEke62L4s/s1600-h/DSCF1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386116944327280642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0vFXCAI/AAAAAAAABZ8/eHGEke62L4s/s800/DSCF1796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least I was well enough to venture out for the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The flowers in the parks were so beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0KG1H5I/AAAAAAAABZ0/B_kv-5EcANU/s1600-h/DSCF1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386116934401335186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0KG1H5I/AAAAAAAABZ0/B_kv-5EcANU/s800/DSCF1798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love to see so many families out and about soaking up the beauty around them. It felt like being in one of the famous European gardens....not that I've been....sigh.....one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9UzyMKYII/AAAAAAAABZs/XnTKJdhban8/s1600-h/DSCF1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386116927981248642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9UzyMKYII/AAAAAAAABZs/XnTKJdhban8/s800/DSCF1808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow we are off for a few days camping down at the coast. It will be a nice break before the shop opening (not long now) but I will miss my garden. It was nice sitting in my pink rocking chair in the garden when I was getting over the flu. My primulas flowered really well this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9UzaPTdnI/AAAAAAAABZk/qNrU83dCvME/s1600-h/DSCF1738-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386116921551976050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9UzaPTdnI/AAAAAAAABZk/qNrU83dCvME/s800/DSCF1738-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-2792341114831371136?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2792341114831371136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-ba-aaaack-sorry-ive-been-missing-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2792341114831371136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2792341114831371136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-ba-aaaack-sorry-ive-been-missing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sr9U0--vUrI/AAAAAAAABaE/haHM8wEEzDE/s72-c/clock+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-7614488741547210526</id><published>2009-08-21T10:57:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:34:50.491+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is upon us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218366625792258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30JCaPQQI/AAAAAAAABZE/1opMgoUvCOo/s800/DSCF1551-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My garden is already starting to feel very "Springy". This beautiful old tea rose has not stopped flowering all year, even in winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30KDgqO2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/LO2thBsYhxY/s1600-h/DSCF1553-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218384101030754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30KDgqO2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/LO2thBsYhxY/s800/DSCF1553-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The jasmine is covered in buds. I can't wait for its beautiful smell. Nothing says Spring around here more than this heavenly perfume on a warm Spring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30Iu-mIYI/AAAAAAAABY8/_9ERqN0VkRI/s1600-h/DSCF1539-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218361409577346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30Iu-mIYI/AAAAAAAABY8/_9ERqN0VkRI/s800/DSCF1539-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colourful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nemesias&lt;/span&gt; are flowering.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30Ic1suhI/AAAAAAAABY0/yIs_AdqmIqg/s1600-h/DSCF1535-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218356540422674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30Ic1suhI/AAAAAAAABY0/yIs_AdqmIqg/s800/DSCF1535-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the shrike thrush with its pretty song.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30H2Aqq3I/AAAAAAAABYs/o9gP2YXL5iU/s1600-h/DSCF1531-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218346117442418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30H2Aqq3I/AAAAAAAABYs/o9gP2YXL5iU/s800/DSCF1531-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the butterflies with their incredible colours are starting to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372218590185249682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30WDO925I/AAAAAAAABZc/Q0F3kSD8lNA/s800/DSCF1635-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Flowers, birds and butterflies! It is little wonder that we love Spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all we need is rain to add a little touch of magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy weekend to everyone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks so much for the lovely comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so nice to hear from each and every one of you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-7614488741547210526?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7614488741547210526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/spring-is-upon-us.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7614488741547210526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7614488741547210526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/spring-is-upon-us.html' title='Spring is upon us...'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/So30JCaPQQI/AAAAAAAABZE/1opMgoUvCOo/s72-c/DSCF1551-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-979788877562753609</id><published>2009-08-05T13:13:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:26:41.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At last I have time to post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the last couple of weeks have been full indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj69LcAfsI/AAAAAAAABXc/dqfrjasm9I8/s1600-h/1reels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366314884961173186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj69LcAfsI/AAAAAAAABXc/dqfrjasm9I8/s800/1reels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cathy and I have been trying to come up with some more ideas for the shop. Things that are different and things that you can't go past. So here's a little sneak peek. These are just the starting point for some of our ideas so you will just have to come to the shop when it opens to see the finished product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj68tOBoXI/AAAAAAAABXU/cI_kX2jlu7Y/s1600-h/Crucibles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366314876849463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj68tOBoXI/AAAAAAAABXU/cI_kX2jlu7Y/s800/Crucibles1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The possibilities are endless. So many ideas, so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366314884480752402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj69Jpd2xI/AAAAAAAABXk/cXQahEHw_iY/s800/DSCF1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The other exciting thing to happen is that my dear son Isaac turned 18 on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How exciting is that and how old am I?! Isaac is now officially a man....but he'll always be my little boy. Much to his disgust I would imagine. Seems so strange. It doesn't feel THAT long ago that I was 18. I guess it is though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366315216594194258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj7Qe3ez1I/AAAAAAAABX0/7mBpC9dsK1s/s800/DSCF1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The afternoon that I made his cake made for an exciting one. It was like a scene out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Masterchef&lt;/span&gt;! I only had one and a half hours to make this triple layer, chocolate, coffee cream filled cake complete with chocolate meringues and chocolate coated strawberries. (A combination of several recipes, just to make life hard.) And I did it. The timing was crucial as I had to get the cakes in and out of the oven before I could put the meringues in for the hour they needed and yippee it all went according to plan. What a buzz! I'm sure that I'm meant to work in a restaurant or something. There is nothing better than the adrenaline rush of time pressures and everything coming together at the right time. Oh....now you've all seen another side to me. I always did say that I worked better under pressure. Yes I admit it, I'm one of THOSE people that leave everything to the last minute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A happy day to everyone,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-979788877562753609?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/979788877562753609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/ideas.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/979788877562753609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/979788877562753609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/ideas.html' title='Ideas'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Snj69LcAfsI/AAAAAAAABXc/dqfrjasm9I8/s72-c/1reels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-4279194878267447819</id><published>2009-07-13T08:27:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:27:47.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend Like Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpwCn_bo2I/AAAAAAAABWE/N4AE4LdpFKs/s1600-h/DSCF1267-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357717897107710818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 495px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpwCn_bo2I/AAAAAAAABWE/N4AE4LdpFKs/s800/DSCF1267-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a beautiful weekend we have just had. The weather was very much like a perfect Spring day. Just when I was feeling so worn out from all the cold that we have been having Spring came knocking at the door. I think there should be more of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpjmyVB-mI/AAAAAAAABVs/TH8trlKXZ6Y/s1600-h/DSCF1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was planning on making a lot of charms but you don't let beautiful days like those go to waste so I spent most of both days in the garden and only managed to get a few charms made.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Slpjmt8YFeI/AAAAAAAABVk/CcnMtW8Droc/s1600-h/DSCF1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718722684620354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpwyrgTjkI/AAAAAAAABWM/DLzV_uQ9n9g/s800/DSCF1274-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In the evening I tried my hand at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; to see what treasures could be found and I was fortunate enough to find this old, black and white wooden rule. I was so pleased as they are not easy to find here in Australia and I really wanted one for measuring things in the shop....and it HAS to fit into the overall colour scheme of course:) I also bought 500 sterling silver jump rings for a bargain for all the charms I need to make and a sterling silver ball chain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necklace&lt;/span&gt; for a steal. What a buzz it is bidding on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357707093881567554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpmNy1muUI/AAAAAAAABV8/YC9tdDsMDoo/s400/5d5d_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SMILES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-4279194878267447819?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4279194878267447819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-like-spring.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/4279194878267447819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/4279194878267447819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-like-spring.html' title='A Weekend Like Spring'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SlpwCn_bo2I/AAAAAAAABWE/N4AE4LdpFKs/s72-c/DSCF1267-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-1268668900366335148</id><published>2009-06-18T22:38:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:35:53.095+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty That Surrounds Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sjo1l7nbt_I/AAAAAAAABVU/sXZwhEzn2PY/s1600-h/Angela%27s+archived+pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348646433230403570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sjo1l7nbt_I/AAAAAAAABVU/sXZwhEzn2PY/s800/Angela%27s+archived+pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The more I look around me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the more beauty I find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348646437886344978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sjo1mM9fvxI/AAAAAAAABVc/kwKLqmbFQpE/s800/Recently+Updated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are so many lovely things to behold if we stop to take the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes we take the lovely things we have for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the beautiful treasures that I found at my home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-1268668900366335148?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1268668900366335148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty-that-surrounds-us.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/1268668900366335148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/1268668900366335148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty-that-surrounds-us.html' title='The Beauty That Surrounds Us'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sjo1l7nbt_I/AAAAAAAABVU/sXZwhEzn2PY/s72-c/Angela%27s+archived+pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-7641802750737000735</id><published>2009-06-15T11:25:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:57:04.404+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's to a new week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a few challenging weeks (raising teenagers, need I say more?), I'm in need of some prettiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;             These are some of the charms that I have been making. These always make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now all they need is the solder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347359799818770210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 546px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SjWjaApm1yI/AAAAAAAABUk/F503vzCZ4gY/s800/DSCF1171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found a little fairy sleeping in my fern......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347359806145428162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SjWjaYN_-sI/AAAAAAAABUs/pzu9UL4NfQ4/s800/DSCF1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......and some beautiful Duchess de Brabant roses to put in my little white jug that I found at the market. Roses always give me a sense of well-being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SjWjZ7JV4iI/AAAAAAAABUc/AaZs9J0LkmI/s1600-h/DSCF1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347359798341263906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SjWjZ7JV4iI/AAAAAAAABUc/AaZs9J0LkmI/s800/DSCF1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see Cathy and my new shoppe blog?......the beginning to our new adventure of opening a shop. It is going to be an exciting and  challenging (in a good way) journey.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing everyone a pretty week too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-7641802750737000735?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7641802750737000735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7641802750737000735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7641802750737000735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-week.html' title='A New Week'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SjWjaApm1yI/AAAAAAAABUk/F503vzCZ4gY/s72-c/DSCF1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-3609481188744296788</id><published>2009-05-27T19:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:19:51.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Postcards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DZBU3VtI/AAAAAAAABT0/7ME2bjs_c-M/s1600-h/DSCF1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340428461518837458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DZBU3VtI/AAAAAAAABT0/7ME2bjs_c-M/s800/DSCF1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When John and I were out and about on our anniversary "date", I was fortunate to find these lovely old postcards in one of the antique shops we looked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DZFg0NII/AAAAAAAABTs/WogWO59FJzw/s1600-h/DSCF1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340428462642705538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DZFg0NII/AAAAAAAABTs/WogWO59FJzw/s800/DSCF1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many a time have I rifled through the box of old postcards on the shop counter but I'm often disappointed as we just don't seem to be able to get many of these sort. More of the garish sort, which I'm sure someone would love but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DY-n3hCI/AAAAAAAABTk/O8jjNUz7_HY/s1600-h/DSCF1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340428460793234466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DY-n3hCI/AAAAAAAABTk/O8jjNUz7_HY/s800/DSCF1014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had sort of given up looking in the box on other occasions but I think my sixth sense was beckoning to give them just one more look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure glad I listened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-3609481188744296788?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3609481188744296788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-postcards.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3609481188744296788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3609481188744296788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-postcards.html' title='Old Postcards'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/Sh0DZBU3VtI/AAAAAAAABT0/7ME2bjs_c-M/s72-c/DSCF1010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-6002069857368741906</id><published>2009-05-24T21:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:22:36.355+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKZMSs9I/AAAAAAAABTU/_rvgadAPALY/s1600-h/DSCF1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339346290785563602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKZMSs9I/AAAAAAAABTU/_rvgadAPALY/s800/DSCF1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The autumn leaves are really beautiful now and with the lovely rain this past week, they have been falling from the trees in colourful showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKQciFWI/AAAAAAAABTM/M1G854P8yb8/s1600-h/DSCF1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339346288437761378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKQciFWI/AAAAAAAABTM/M1G854P8yb8/s800/DSCF1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just had to show you the pretty roses John gave me on our anniversary.....&lt;br /&gt;a delicate shade of orange sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKHIf2dI/AAAAAAAABTE/Fj0zQeO-fkA/s1600-h/DSCF1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339346285937809874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKHIf2dI/AAAAAAAABTE/Fj0zQeO-fkA/s800/DSCF1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stocks that I planted out a few weeks ago are really getting a grow on and I can't wait to smell their spicy scent. There is no other smell like it....I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKLNCDII/AAAAAAAABS8/pyHWxQt-up0/s1600-h/DSCF1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339346287030570114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKLNCDII/AAAAAAAABS8/pyHWxQt-up0/s800/DSCF1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/170/A7B1371F64C30B6546226F7D9DAAB29F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-6002069857368741906?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6002069857368741906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6002069857368741906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6002069857368741906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-week.html' title='Last Week'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShkrKZMSs9I/AAAAAAAABTU/_rvgadAPALY/s72-c/DSCF1102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-8475657189251423933</id><published>2009-05-15T07:19:00.014+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:37:02.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Out in the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVmzFaDI/AAAAAAAABRk/OuNjxJk7pAw/s1600-h/DSCF0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335792861835520050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVmzFaDI/AAAAAAAABRk/OuNjxJk7pAw/s800/DSCF0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What glorious weather we have been having. I love autumn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVpV9ODI/AAAAAAAABRc/Gxif06X3HJw/s1600-h/DSCF1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335792862518655026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVpV9ODI/AAAAAAAABRc/Gxif06X3HJw/s800/DSCF1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been out in the garden.....in between running Isaac around and helping Cathy with charms,etc.......planting, watering and pruning. It is the first year in a long time that we have had enough rain to be confident enough to plant flowers for spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVVDSK4I/AAAAAAAABRU/m0WkfYSfYvk/s1600-h/DSCF0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335792857071627138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVVDSK4I/AAAAAAAABRU/m0WkfYSfYvk/s800/DSCF0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVVDSK4I/AAAAAAAABRU/m0WkfYSfYvk/s1600-h/DSCF0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now all I have to do is to plant some grape hyacinths in this pretty bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVSiuZgI/AAAAAAAABRM/Mo3NJwOrsJM/s1600-h/DSCF1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335792856398194178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVSiuZgI/AAAAAAAABRM/Mo3NJwOrsJM/s800/DSCF1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow is our 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary so we off for an outing today and a lovely lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337048627611089906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/ShEBcy2-u_I/AAAAAAAABSs/QwSZE6vR30k/s400/signature6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-8475657189251423933?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8475657189251423933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-glorious-weather-we-have-been.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/8475657189251423933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/8475657189251423933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-glorious-weather-we-have-been.html' title='Out in the Garden'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgyLVmzFaDI/AAAAAAAABRk/OuNjxJk7pAw/s72-c/DSCF0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-3552698096850569228</id><published>2009-05-10T19:28:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:47:34.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgafVBrF4FI/AAAAAAAABQk/OI2OnXmnL_g/s1600-h/Mother+and+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334125992242176082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgafVBrF4FI/AAAAAAAABQk/OI2OnXmnL_g/s800/Mother+and+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A happy mother's day to each and every mum out there and especially to my dear mum who means so much to me. She is such a special person that I don't know where to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is kind, considerate, loving, always there for me (and everyone else for that matter).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's an entertainer.....quick with a joke or a funny remark....she's a poet and a romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a writer, an artist, a loving grandma and wonderful gardener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A marvellous cook (mum's always whipping up a meal, a slice, a cake or a conserve with little fuss),a friend, a devoted mum and wife and SO MUCH MORE. She's my mum and I wouldn't trade her for anything or anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-3552698096850569228?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3552698096850569228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3552698096850569228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3552698096850569228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SgafVBrF4FI/AAAAAAAABQk/OI2OnXmnL_g/s72-c/Mother+and+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-7029657759271178166</id><published>2009-04-11T17:25:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:11:10.888+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things About Me You May Not Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SeBJeT7jZxI/AAAAAAAABPc/k4v5nyOuU4g/s1600-h/flourished+roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323335544646887186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SeBJeT7jZxI/AAAAAAAABPc/k4v5nyOuU4g/s800/flourished+roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An award has come my way from Sabrina at &lt;a href="http://mycottagedream.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Cottage Dream &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so now I must let you all in on a few of my secrets.....things that I may not have told you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I am a science nut. As a small child I read a lot of science books and could tell you important things like the life cycle of a fern or plate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tectonics&lt;/span&gt; or even the habits of a cricket. This is something that I never grew out of and I still am fascinated by anything science related. Needless to say I also did science at uni, became a laboratory technician and ended up working in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;seed testing&lt;/span&gt; laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like things to be balanced or lined up. There is nothing worse than going into John's workshop and finding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;saw bench&lt;/span&gt; running ALMOST parallel to the wall. I could handle 45 degrees BUT ALMOST parallel......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;! Silly I know but none the less annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I cry when I hear a beautiful song or see the glory that nature has to offer. Not sad crying but sheer astonishment or amazement at the beauty portrayed by a few words in a song or a beautiful bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I grew up with three brothers so will have a go at most things, not to be outdone by any boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I live in a little cottage in a large garden and don't wish for anything bigger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. I have been in the Australian Open Garden Scheme several years and enjoyed meeting other keen gardeners immensely. Gardeners truly are a lovely bunch of people and there is certainly no generation gap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I have never been able to grow my nails. They are way too weak and the garden doesn't agree with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. I start a new project before I finish the last one (much to my disgust).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. I hate killing insects and am a bit of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;greenie&lt;/span&gt;. I'd rather relocate a spider than kill it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. The thing that I'm most scared of is giant stick insects. I can handle spiders and snakes but please don't let that stick insect touch me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know a few of my secrets...shhh...don't tell anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love to pass this award on but I'm afraid most people I know are a little award shy so if you would like to play, you could just tell us ten things about yourself. That's always fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care, Angela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323335550568377890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SeBJep_WLiI/AAAAAAAABPk/JBSL9H0r7Y0/s400/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-7029657759271178166?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7029657759271178166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-things-about-me-you-may-not-know.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7029657759271178166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7029657759271178166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-things-about-me-you-may-not-know.html' title='10 Things About Me You May Not Know'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SeBJeT7jZxI/AAAAAAAABPc/k4v5nyOuU4g/s72-c/flourished+roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-3639183613013716830</id><published>2009-03-31T14:15:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:01:39.729+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Show Full of Colour and Pretty Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319202123561444146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJidiIzI/AAAAAAAABO8/TVDb0co4keA/s800/DSCF0536-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First of all, I must apologize for the large number of photos in this post. It has been quite some time since my last post and I couldn't decide on which photos to post so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJ2fgzPI/AAAAAAAABPM/_fLHF8UbM0g/s1600-h/DSCF0622-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319202128938454258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJ2fgzPI/AAAAAAAABPM/_fLHF8UbM0g/s800/DSCF0622-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had some much needed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;verandah&lt;/span&gt; time on the weekend and decided that it could be somewhat prettier than I had had it lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJrTQIuI/AAAAAAAABPE/LP2UDtSCS00/s1600-h/DSCF0551-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319202125934240482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJrTQIuI/AAAAAAAABPE/LP2UDtSCS00/s800/DSCF0551-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was such a lovely photo of a pretty patio on the last and might I add, VERY LAST, Country Home magazine that made me take a long hard look at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;verandah&lt;/span&gt;. We do spend a lot of time out there but of late I had let it go somewhat....much to my shame. It is kept fairly tidy but it had no spark, nothing THAT inviting. Now I have a little nook with pretty flowers where John and I sit for our much loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319203366973856386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGbR6iJ2oI/AAAAAAAABPU/ArGp_xNnLkw/s800/DSCF0623-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I also needed some soothing colours after all the bright colour of the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is just a sample of the myriad of colour....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJh5NLeI/AAAAAAAABO0/W0YtwLeY1tA/s1600-h/DSCF0509-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319202123409075682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJh5NLeI/AAAAAAAABO0/W0YtwLeY1tA/s800/DSCF0509-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJSWamrI/AAAAAAAABOs/P1u79Y0rVrk/s1600-h/DSCF0484-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319202119236623026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJSWamrI/AAAAAAAABOs/P1u79Y0rVrk/s800/DSCF0484-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGZAFPQ3pI/AAAAAAAABOk/PRW79qdousY/s1600-h/DSCF0483-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200861586513554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGZAFPQ3pI/AAAAAAAABOk/PRW79qdousY/s800/DSCF0483-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_uHvJ9I/AAAAAAAABOc/pY-hWCyFjC8/s1600-h/DSCF0477-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200855380928466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_uHvJ9I/AAAAAAAABOc/pY-hWCyFjC8/s800/DSCF0477-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_hFbkaI/AAAAAAAABOU/fMk3Nc7EubE/s1600-h/DSCF0476-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200851881595298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_hFbkaI/AAAAAAAABOU/fMk3Nc7EubE/s800/DSCF0476-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_TJXY4I/AAAAAAAABOM/g1Tq9nCg1XA/s1600-h/DSCF0451-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200848140002178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_TJXY4I/AAAAAAAABOM/g1Tq9nCg1XA/s800/DSCF0451-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just love the old "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fashionedness&lt;/span&gt;"of the displays in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pavilions&lt;/span&gt;. It hasn't changed since I was a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******************************* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there are always the lovely farm animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_BOkmnI/AAAAAAAABOE/AIr3OHaaCRg/s1600-h/DSCF0444-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200843330001522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGY_BOkmnI/AAAAAAAABOE/AIr3OHaaCRg/s800/DSCF0444-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is having a wonderful week. I'm afraid I have been run ragged of late.You see my eldest son, Isaac, has started university and so, one or two times each day we are making the 35 minute journey to the other side of town as he is still on his learner's licence so I have to go with him and do a lot of waiting around....very wearing! He is now up to &lt;strong&gt;91 hours&lt;/strong&gt; of the 100 hours he has to do before he can go for his provisional licence THEN I won't have to go with him and life can return to normal. What will I do with all that time that I will be getting back?! Start a shop of course! I'm sure you've all heard through my dear friend Cathy's blog that we are going partners in a shop. I am so looking forward to this journey with her. We have the same ideas and the same sort of temperaments so I think it will be wonderful....can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy times, Angela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-3639183613013716830?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3639183613013716830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/show-full-of-colour-and-pretty-flowers.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3639183613013716830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3639183613013716830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/show-full-of-colour-and-pretty-flowers.html' title='A Show Full of Colour and Pretty Flowers'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SdGaJidiIzI/AAAAAAAABO8/TVDb0co4keA/s72-c/DSCF0536-4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-3208325470696121572</id><published>2009-03-03T13:58:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:02:30.035+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308806695735493682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkACHhDI/AAAAAAAABLw/4hbU_WGslsU/s800/P1070503-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It was time for a change again! I have just painted my little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;desk &lt;strong&gt;WHITE &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;am very happy with it. I am also in the process of painting my end wall white. In the process you might ask???? Yes, I did the first coat and ran out of paint!!!! Silly me. I had one of those days that I hadn't done anything much then.....PING.....&lt;strong&gt;NEEDED &lt;/strong&gt;to paint my wall. An hour and a half later, I had washed it down, moved the furniture and applied one coat of paint&lt;strong&gt;. Do you have those days&lt;/strong&gt; when you feel like if you don't do something for yourself the sun will go down and the day will be lost and it would have been just &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER &lt;/strong&gt;day of housework?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkdWHlcI/AAAAAAAABMA/32tvykg_PdM/s1600-h/P1070517-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308806703604012482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 468px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkdWHlcI/AAAAAAAABMA/32tvykg_PdM/s800/P1070517-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It was actually the same thing that happened with my desk. A bit of a rush job because I was &lt;strong&gt;SUPPOSED &lt;/strong&gt;to be getting ready to go out somewhere but hey, it turned out well any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Now I really need to mend my chair or find another. There have been far too many bottoms on this one. Unless, of course, Goldilocks, was here while we were out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkJ38bzI/AAAAAAAABL4/nmA35Z0ErIM/s1600-h/P1070496-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308806698377178930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkJ38bzI/AAAAAAAABL4/nmA35Z0ErIM/s800/P1070496-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-3208325470696121572?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/3208325470696121572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/change.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3208325470696121572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/3208325470696121572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/03/change.html' title='Change...'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SayrkACHhDI/AAAAAAAABLw/4hbU_WGslsU/s72-c/P1070503-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-5390088696511647812</id><published>2009-02-16T15:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:28:18.154+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not SO Traditional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj4DCP3JoI/AAAAAAAABLY/f0nw76QzjYs/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303261292255454850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj4DCP3JoI/AAAAAAAABLY/f0nw76QzjYs/s800/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; How do you know when your &lt;strong&gt;VALENTINE &lt;/strong&gt;knows you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj3oy1FmdI/AAAAAAAABLI/oX981iChgHg/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303260841440025042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj3oy1FmdI/AAAAAAAABLI/oX981iChgHg/s800/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He gives you&lt;strong&gt; PRAWNS &lt;/strong&gt;instead of chocolates of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I do love chocolates, but of late, well, the prawns are a whisker ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can't seem to get enough of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;, true love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303260843420156226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 580px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj3o6NMAUI/AAAAAAAABLQ/nRxXMJxeMrg/s800/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Beautiful roses as well....how spoilt am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-5390088696511647812?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5390088696511647812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-so-traditional.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/5390088696511647812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/5390088696511647812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-so-traditional.html' title='Not SO Traditional'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SZj4DCP3JoI/AAAAAAAABLY/f0nw76QzjYs/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-7591141132849365073</id><published>2009-02-09T13:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:08:31.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Heat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SY-m9vzht8I/AAAAAAAABK4/8Ljt2oJOZ3k/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300638866173179842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SY-m9vzht8I/AAAAAAAABK4/8Ljt2oJOZ3k/s800/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is HOT! Not as hot as down south but hot enough to drive me outside of our little hotbox and into the garden. I have noticed over the years that the best spot in the garden on a hot day is to find the place where the blowflies and King Parrots are chilling out and this is the coolest place to sit. Don't worry, the blowflies leave you alone as they are too hot and bothered to move from their cool leaves on which they sit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is only one thing I feel like drinking when it's hot and that I'm afraid to say, is icy cool, coola cordial.REFRESHING! Makes me feel like a kid again.It just hits the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SY-m9gkXR5I/AAAAAAAABKw/aZwiieNW4T0/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300638862083049362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SY-m9gkXR5I/AAAAAAAABKw/aZwiieNW4T0/s800/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It so lovely out under the trees. I have a few bird baths in the area and so there is the constant twittering of a variety of little and medium sized birds. Even the Eastern Yellow Robin came to visit today. I can also hear something that probably isn't quite as appealing as the dear little birds.....something slithering. As the dogs try to sleep the heat off,  they keep an ear tilted in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a favourite spot of yours to sit and create, sew, read, ponder....&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to everyone and thankyou for your very lovely comments, they are much appreciated and enjoyed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-7591141132849365073?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7591141132849365073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/beating-heat.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7591141132849365073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/7591141132849365073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/02/beating-heat.html' title='Beating the Heat!'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SY-m9vzht8I/AAAAAAAABK4/8Ljt2oJOZ3k/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-6817452353654598178</id><published>2009-01-20T14:25:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:45:49.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Coat of Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXVSnw2Z_WI/AAAAAAAABJc/yyH0LeulEZU/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293227780125359458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXVSnw2Z_WI/AAAAAAAABJc/yyH0LeulEZU/s800/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A change &lt;strong&gt;IS &lt;/strong&gt;as good as a holiday. The healing powers of a fresh coat of paint never ceases to amaze me. We (John, Erica and I) have spent the last week painting Sam and Erica's bedrooms. It feels so much better. Erica went for an all white theme and Sam decided on green. He was actually wanting &lt;strong&gt;BLACK (would you believe it!) &lt;/strong&gt;but I assured him that it was my house too and I could not....under &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt; circumstances....come at that-YUK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293227782680690914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXVSn6XpQOI/AAAAAAAABJk/prwcTWd9BV0/s800/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The painting was going alright by day four after having to replace windowsills and trim that had been made out of very unsuitable MDF but was much harder than I had anticipated. I think the dry heat didn't help. To cut a long story short, Dad who's a painter by trade and a very fast and efficient one at that, came to the rescue- yet again. In one day (a short one at that) he had transformed our meagre attempts into a masterpiece. &lt;strong&gt;SO QUICK! &lt;/strong&gt;He not only did the final coat on Erica's room but did all the rolling in Sam's room and he redid all the trims and the cupboard doors. Yey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, just wanted to say,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks Dad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we really appreciate you and what you have done for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-6817452353654598178?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6817452353654598178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-coat-of-paint.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6817452353654598178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6817452353654598178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-coat-of-paint.html' title='A Fresh Coat of Paint'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXVSnw2Z_WI/AAAAAAAABJc/yyH0LeulEZU/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-6868450273934362369</id><published>2009-01-16T21:57:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:22:46.960+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers and Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB5F5s26_I/AAAAAAAABFI/aDPsK-A3nsg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291862704455609330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB5F5s26_I/AAAAAAAABFI/aDPsK-A3nsg/s800/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Christmas when everything has settled down is always a nice time to reflect on the things that I enjoy and things that make me happy in the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had fun making a pretty display out of some of my garden flowers. I love the textures of the flowers and the old paper. I often hesitate when picking flowers for the house at this time of year when it is so hot as they don't last as long as I would like in a vase. They seem to endure the heat better left out in the garden. But, I do like to see their happy smiley faces indoors ,so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB4Iz9etYI/AAAAAAAABFA/bmRN9GpvF-U/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB4IzPveAI/AAAAAAAABE4/0PkS5zhdMEQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291861654750853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB4IzPveAI/AAAAAAAABE4/0PkS5zhdMEQ/s800/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-6868450273934362369?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6868450273934362369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/flowers-and-paper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6868450273934362369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6868450273934362369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/flowers-and-paper.html' title='Flowers and Paper'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SXB5F5s26_I/AAAAAAAABFI/aDPsK-A3nsg/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-2384132675105217389</id><published>2009-01-05T08:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:01:31.251+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SWE93I9Mo9I/AAAAAAAABEA/OFKz4wAg640/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287575455015936978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 441px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SWE93I9Mo9I/AAAAAAAABEA/OFKz4wAg640/s800/Christmas+2008+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everyone has had a wonderful start to this new year. We had a very nice Christmas with family at our home this year. The weather was very kind....not too hot. I'm afraid that I didn't get many photos as I was a little busy and I forgot to buy an SD card for my daughter's new camera. So of course, my SD card went "missing"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are just home from a lovely few days over at the coast. It's always fun to spend some time in the sea but I do like being home as well. It seems with the lead up to Christmas and all that, I haven't been home enough of late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What does the New Year have in store for you? A new home, a new business venture, a new pet, new year resolutions that may not be kept....? I'm the sort of person that doesn't make new year resolutions. One day at a time is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;motto&lt;/span&gt;. Life seems pretty good to me so I think I'll just keep going as I am and wait for what might just be around the next corner. I think each day should be enjoyed for what it is and we should make each day count. This might be as simple as relaxing in the beauty of it or perhaps madly working away to create something that we had always imagined. This to me is how dreams come true. I seem to have a lot of dreams coming true lately. That's always good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger ( not that I'm old now, but you know what I mean), I was constantly on the go. Having a young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family and&lt;/span&gt; a new place to make into a home does tend to do that to you. These days I find that stopping and relaxing and enjoying the quiet moments in life has become just as important as the busy, "achieving things" times. Watching the birds, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; a movie with the children, wandering around my garden enjoying the fragrances that hang in the air at dusk....these are the things that I look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What things are you looking forward to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-2384132675105217389?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2384132675105217389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-i-hope-everyone-has-had.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2384132675105217389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/2384132675105217389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-i-hope-everyone-has-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SWE93I9Mo9I/AAAAAAAABEA/OFKz4wAg640/s72-c/Christmas+2008+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-5576377350430940108</id><published>2008-11-23T15:16:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:34:27.565+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation- Where Did Those Twelve Years Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271719481350110546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjo8AFhPVI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XGKjPiac43E/s400/Isaac-Kindergarten.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I finally realize what Mum was talking about when she said, "Enjoy the children while they're little as they don't stay that way for long".Here is a photo of my dear little Isaac when he was at kindergarten. How on earth could he be old enough to have just finished twelve years of school? But that, he has. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271719481290712530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjo7_3W5dI/AAAAAAAABCA/SwSqdqohI7E/s800/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last Wednesday night was formal night for Isaac. The lead up was quite exciting- buying Isaac's first suit, arranging flowers and a cool car, choosing just the right shoes. He was quite certain that he wanted to get everything just right for his lovely girlfriend and date, Chiara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjo70ccDuI/AAAAAAAABCI/pTV1HD6CR18/s1600-h/Formal02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271719478225014498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjo70ccDuI/AAAAAAAABCI/pTV1HD6CR18/s400/Formal02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271731108873752850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjzgz_L0RI/AAAAAAAABCg/P2kC_Upiwug/s400/Isaac%27s+and+Chiara%27s+chronicle+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Photo: Toowoomba Chronicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chiara looked very beautiful in her exquisite dress and her hair was&lt;br /&gt;amazing. They looked so nice together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Such a happy and fun occasion. There were so many pretty girls in beautiful dresses, dashing young men in stylish suits and flash cars. It almost felt like Hollywood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then on Friday, Isaac had his graduation ceremony. He has done remarkably well at school with surprisingly little effort and is going on to do an IT degree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are so very proud of him as he is also a very caring, affectionate and responsible young man who has an incredible imagination that keeps life interesting. As a little boy he was very well spoken from a very early age and would go out of his way to speak to anyone who had an ear to hear. I use to have to allow more time whilst out shopping as Isaac would often spend a lot of time talking to elderly gentlemen. Everyone who new him said he was an old soul. His doctor thought that he would end up in politics. As he has gotten older though he has become more reserved and isn't the chatterbox he once was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Congratulations on your graduation Isaac, you have done so well!Love to you and may your future bring you all the happiness you deserve, Mum and Dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-5576377350430940108?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5576377350430940108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/11/graduation-where-did-those-twelve-years.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/5576377350430940108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/5576377350430940108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/11/graduation-where-did-those-twelve-years.html' title='Graduation- Where Did Those Twelve Years Go?'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SSjo8AFhPVI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XGKjPiac43E/s72-c/Isaac-Kindergarten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-6926523088527256421</id><published>2008-11-04T15:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:12:14.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQ_jfksc3dI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FYtejN578bE/s1600-h/Hydrangea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264676620984966610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 494px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQ_jfksc3dI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FYtejN578bE/s800/Hydrangea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You may recall a couple of posts ago my hesitation at chopping off these beautiful artichoke buds  to eat. Well....I did it! I did however leave the largest, most juiciest bud to flower. I just HAD to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I am looking forward to cooking these up in some garlic butter and serving with some feta and spinach pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let you all know how it goes. I've only cooked artichokes once before and they were delicious, so here's hoping! *Bon apetite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQ_jfN5m5_I/AAAAAAAAA_U/9HWLpXVNeac/s1600-h/artichokes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264676614866135026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 650px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQ_jfN5m5_I/AAAAAAAAA_U/9HWLpXVNeac/s800/artichokes+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-6926523088527256421?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6926523088527256421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6926523088527256421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6926523088527256421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It!'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQ_jfksc3dI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FYtejN578bE/s72-c/Hydrangea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-4708203718292011320</id><published>2008-10-27T08:49:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:08:52.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shabby Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQT0dNIMBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/YgCQwZYkPuY/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261599047252969170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQT0dNIMBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/YgCQwZYkPuY/s800/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wandered over to our local markets yesterday and found this wonderfully pink, shabby, cane rocking chair. The stall that I bought it from (should have a picture!) is full of all manner of shabby things in the prettiest colours. Beautiful old tablecloths, china and pieces of furniture. I could honestly say that I love everything she sells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spotted the rocking chair from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afar&lt;/span&gt; and was immediately drawn to it. I didn't have to think twice when John said, "Do you want to get it?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YEY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is going to live on our little back, shady deck but we are in the process of painting it so I thought it would be lovely to sit in up in the top garden....AND it sure was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQT0cqyFJpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/T6K9Bt9fnHc/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261599038033438354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQT0cqyFJpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/T6K9Bt9fnHc/s800/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-4708203718292011320?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4708203718292011320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/shabby-find.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/4708203718292011320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/4708203718292011320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/shabby-find.html' title='Shabby Find'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQT0dNIMBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/YgCQwZYkPuY/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-1390341211286873521</id><published>2008-10-23T15:50:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:48:53.599+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJJDiiHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QzLlYvZUtko/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226512050882674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJJDiiHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QzLlYvZUtko/s800/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garden Sanctuary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJKjuTwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uubEsngUTkc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226512454307586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJKjuTwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uubEsngUTkc/s800/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You who walk,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe with troubled thoughts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come, enter here and rest;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And may the sweet serenity of growing things,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the heavenly,peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be mirrored in they soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Doxis M. Palmer&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226511936985858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJIoYmwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/eOoeJVAIveA/s800/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are certain times of the day when the garden takes on a SOUL of it's own. You know what I mean? A quiet calm comes over it. A stillness. Even when there is a gentle breeze. It's usually in the late hours of the day or the first few hours when the sun has been up just a little while and before the sun's rays are getting a little too hot just before midday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226504463372930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUIsyiUoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/uhO7jgt7Zhs/s800/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's these times that I love most in the garden. Only too happy to take the long way around back to the house after getting my first load of washing on the line for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260226504653533810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUItf38nI/AAAAAAAAAt4/FT1UjpN3-c8/s800/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes it's good for the soul to take the long way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-1390341211286873521?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1390341211286873521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/garden-sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/1390341211286873521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/1390341211286873521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/garden-sanctuary.html' title='Garden Sanctuary'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SQAUJJDiiHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QzLlYvZUtko/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319234041243832612.post-6210157313770699689</id><published>2008-10-13T11:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:19:12.254+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Rain and Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqAh9naRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BzFvSobrFls/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256450641188317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqAh9naRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BzFvSobrFls/s800/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure that everyone knows by now that once spring comes AND we have had some good rain, I can't help but post about the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqA3D0-FI/AAAAAAAAAso/kLOX6fOyFFo/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256450646851516498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqA3D0-FI/AAAAAAAAAso/kLOX6fOyFFo/s800/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything is starting to flourish now. We had just started to get very dry here and I was starting to get a little sad about my poor plants trying to push out their new spring growth with no moisture to support it. Some years the new growth has been scorched off....VERY SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqBX_kWOI/AAAAAAAAAsw/wsg7RmUpLPM/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256450655692019938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqBX_kWOI/AAAAAAAAAsw/wsg7RmUpLPM/s800/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems by these photos that I only grow pink flowers but you can be sure that I have a garden full of every imaginable colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqBU5-ciI/AAAAAAAAAs4/wyRRTFMLJJ4/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256450654863258146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqBU5-ciI/AAAAAAAAAs4/wyRRTFMLJJ4/s800/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Down in the picking garden, the globe artichokes are starting to look very architectural with their deeply cut large grey leaves. It so exciting when they start to bud but I must confess that I find it very hard to pick the main bud to eat as the flowers are so miraculous. A giant purple thistle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256452069068374498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKrTpOwAeI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Mf9ybmMY32w/s800/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They do taste good though done in garlic butter. Oh the dilemma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256450656163869922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqBZwENOI/AAAAAAAAAtA/6PKTAfPvUDg/s800/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yesterday I finally managed to mulch the vegetables to keep that lovely rain in the ground for a little longer. It really makes a difference especially when the temperature starts to soar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256452071972250674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKrT0DFpDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/S7md6mNSbZQ/s800/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The young bean plants are getting a real grow on now and the herbs are looking nice and fresh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Back to the garden for me. Have a happy week, A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319234041243832612-6210157313770699689?l=chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6210157313770699689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-rain-and-gardens.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6210157313770699689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319234041243832612/posts/default/6210157313770699689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseabluewhispers.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-rain-and-gardens.html' title='Good Rain and Gardens'/><author><name>Angela Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07915327620615333557</uri><email>aosment5@aapt.net.au</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16708761011436067214'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwYmmvJ2fVI/SPKqAh9naRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BzFvSobrFls/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry></feed>