Cee Lew
Monday, November 23, 2009

Her Creative Space

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If most of us are ashamed of shabby clothes and shoddy furniture, let us be more ashamed of shabby ideas and shoddy philosophies.... It woul...
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Postcards from the Limestone Coast: Tintinara Woolshed

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We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiraling chains of know...
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Monday, November 16, 2009

Bringing in Christmas

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Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. ~Norman Vincent Peale Living in Adelaide...
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Amigurumi Pears

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As for my next book, I am going to hold myself from writing it till I have it impending in me: grown heavy in my mind like a ripe pear; pen...
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Postcards from the Limestone Coast: Naracoorte

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The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who, in their grueling travels across trackless lands in prehistoric times, ...
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Monday, November 9, 2009

Our Little Drummer Boy

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Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum A newborn King to see, pa rum pum pum pum Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum To lay before ...
Friday, November 6, 2009

Kreativ Blogger Award

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Please forgive a little break in transmission, we have all been a little unwell. Perhaps I have been hit the hardest, so my brain has been ...
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Cee
Canberra, Australian Capital Territory
My family of five has recently moved from South Australia to the Australian Capital Territory where life has become somewhat more complicated. Life has sped up and we have been presented with some unforeseen challenges. However we continue to enjoy time for each other, laughing together, home-cooked meals and home-baked goodies, growing our own herbs, cleaning without chemicals and walking when we can. A life free of many additives both in our foods and in the way we are consumers in our fast-paced society. We care, we reflect, we search and are frustrated by those who fail to see what lies beneath the drive of our economy. Organic, back to the essence, the simple things…the art of being, knowing whose I am – a beloved child of God. The simplicity of being me, of being family Stripped away what can we see, Beneath the layers of humanity? A simple one A child of God A call to love And be as one. Share with me, my journey. Truth, Light, Freedom, Life.
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