Life Day By Day


We have been busy over the last couple of months moving house and downsizing; smaller home and smaller block of land. This explains my absence from my desk (apart from the computer problems) and no recent posts.

Downsizing definitely has an upside: less space to clean, less garden to care for and less maintenance. There is also a downside particularly if you are like me and want to keep all the furniture I and my “One & Only” (O&O) have accumulated over the decades – where does it all fit? And what is in all those unpacked boxes in the garage? We seem to have everything we need inside so where will we put it all?

This week I heard of a women who moved from a four bedroom house into a two bedroom retirement village. Many people our age, younger and older, are doing the same. But for us we are not ready to downsize that much as we like our space. It is not that we don’t like being together but as we are not the “grey nomad” type i.e. travelling the countryside in our motor home or caravan, we spend most of our time at home.

Downsizing for us means we have had to compromise and reorganise our space and priorities such as: sharing an office; no walk in pantry; no front verandah; a smaller deck out the back; selling our dining room table to replace it with one that fits; selling our timber outdoor table and six chairs, our two cane chairs and the list goes on! More than likely not enough space for chickens! What have I done to rob myself of the joy of living with chickens!

And yet through all this downsizing the upside is we have, like reaping scattered straw, added other pleasures to our life such as looking at a stained glass window and watching the sun as it dances its reflection on the freshly painted wall; a mature garden with beautiful rose bushes and a lovely vista to sit and stare or stand and stare.  I was up early this morning and the sky was a burst of colour just waiting to be captured by my camera.

A lovely vista from our backyard
A lovely vista from our backyard
Looking over Helidon and the Lockyer Valley with Prince Henry Heights on the right.
Looking over Helidon, the Lockyer Valley and the mountain ranges in the distance

The Wilkinson clock that spent the best part of its life on the mantlepiece at “The Laurels” – Helidon, the house my great-grandfather built is now restored. It has a new life and is now residing at our home with an outlook over Helidon and the cemetery where my ancestors are buried. How many times did Albert, Mary, my grandmother Clarice and others look at the clock for guidance so that they were on time. On time for that special event and on time for church. I am sure they were “on time” type of people and I am sure they would be happy to know the clock,130 years old, is a treasured item and will outlive many generations to come.

It is time for reflection, time to count my blessings and time to stand and stare at the beauty of nature all around me. I have mentioned this poem before and here it is again!

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

(William Henry Davies, 1871 – 1940)


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