Storytime

Yep another Christmas has been (and gone)....Boxing day today and I'm off to visit my sister (and nieces and nephews)  in the countryside....I'll return just before work on New Years Eve.  Just in time to get ready for the new year which of course leads one to thinking what on earth happened to this one? In one way I did  a lot....hell of a lot----went to Tasmania for last years Christmas present (hubby and I retraced the first days of our honeymoon over 30 years ago) - have to go back as I so want to do some walking.... We holidayed in Vanuatu which was stunning and surreal and wonderful - a lot of personal firsts for me on that trip---snorkelling, allowing huge mother of a spider to walk on my hand, to stand on the edge of an active volcano.... We even managed to get some stuff done around the house...wardrobes refitted, bookcases stained,  new lighting, blinds for the lounge and dining rooms, new car and lots and lots of trees cut down and g...

Less than a week away and hoping to finish my Christmas shopping this morning. Wish me luck. And in this hectic paced, frantic, people loosing their cool, becoming irate and irritable time of the year....who is actually writing? Well beyond a TO DO list (with very little crossed off). (most of my decorations are handmade by me or close others---my sister made this lead light candle holder---gorgeous) Yes it's that time of the year and frankly writing gets put to the back of the things that must be done---there are bonbons to buy...presents to source....mince pies to evaluate...and I'm sorry but I rarely do cards. Apart from the seemingly never ending to do list, the only writing I'm apparently doing is on the name tags for the presents that are piling up under the stockings.  (I've made stockings for all of us- even Tigger has her own...and yes even after all these years, the kids still expect their stockings filled) But I am writing- well perhaps struggl...

It's that time of the year when I say goodbye to so many of the children I've sung/read to over the past year or even years. A lot of my Tinies move onto Creche or Day Care as Mum goes back to work, and a lot of my Storytimers move onto school. All very exciting and important steps in their lives, vital for the future... It's all part of letting go. And this is a step I have no say in. It's a natural progression (and often they do return to the library to tell me all about school and how their reading is going - one came in yesterday to show me the certificate he got for the Premier's Reading Challenge). But how hard is to let go of a piece of work? Sometimes, and we all know we do this, we send something off far too early. Because the deadline looms and we had to send something, or perhaps because we just didn't care enough. And most times once it has been sent out of our control we know how rushed and unfinished it is. But most of us also hang on to ...

It's that time of the year...Christmas merely a few weeks / days ....seems like seconds away...and for some reason we have a lot of birthdays towards the end and beginning of the year. So it's present time. Thinking, thinking...what to give? And the answer of course is...books. Yep. The old fashioned, actual able to be held in your hand, kind of books. Most years over half of my givees receive a book of some description.  Even those that have kindles - or read everything via Ipads and Iphones - I give books.  Mostly because a lot of these books are 'coffee table' books. The kind that have the most amazing photos...where you have to slowly flip through....pause, admire...not on a small or smallish screen but in a good A3 kind of size. And yes, I still believe  in the actual touch and feel of a book (can't be beaten). This time of year I'm in book shops like a kid in a candy store. Eyes wide, transfixed smile on my face as I wander around, thin...