Pride brings a person low, but the lowly in spirit gain honour. Proverbs 29:23


November 2015

An Angel in My Garden

Hello everyone,

Once again, I apologise for my absence. Of course at the end of the year, examinations, reports and many other hectic, time-taking events take over our lives. But as we are nearing the end of Spring, down here in the Southern Hemisphere, I wanted to create a DIY in honour of this flavourful season. I call it my…



Spring Miniature Jar




For this easy DIY, you will need:

-a transparent mason jar.

In addition, I collected an assortment of…

-vibrant flowers, two of which were these rich maroon colour and a fluorescent yellow to contrast with it.

I deliberately selected these bright colours to represent the different flavours of Spring.

-Leaves and twigs were the building blocks for these miniature jars…

…and they also add raw authenticity. I opted for a…

-tiny lemon that had not fully ripened.

It was not specifically for design, but more so to scent the jar with its tangy aroma.


Starting off, I placed leaves at the base of the jar, along with my small lemon.


The rich pink flowers went in next, I pushed these to the side where they could be seen.


Then I began to throw in the twigs, the yellow flowers and dandelions. I shook the jar a little to consistently position things and then submerged it under water. I particularly think that by filling it with water, it added more depth and dimension.


In the end, that was pretty much all the labour and love in order to create these cute, yet symbolic jars.


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Dancing in The Rain; Ballarat

On the very last day of the four-day long weekend, we decided that we were not going to sit at home, watching movies online, and let this state-wide holiday slip by us. So as usual, we headed to the countryside, a little place, well it’s quite big, called Ballarat with a large history.

When I first went to Ballarat, which was probably when I was six years old; so tiny that the memories are vague but lingering, clinging in my head. I recall the sheeting rain, the squishy mud underneath my feet and the wonderful gold shop. I remember walking in there, feeling overwhelmed and comforted, looking at a variety of bejewelled adornments and settling on a beautiful cross adorned with a few gems and crystal-like stones. Beautiful. We took it home and hung it on the wall…however, I can’t remember where it is today.

During the 1850’s, there was a severe gold rush in Ballarat which excited many Victorians and other Australians all over the nation. Ballarat gradually transitioned from a rural town to an industrialised, reputed and growing town that would eventually be remembered to all Australians with pride.

 Today many people visit Ballarat, schools often organise excursions for students who are learning about Australian history. On the holidays, the gold destination is a hotspot for family and friends, and there are also the random visitors all with different intentions; who respect the significance and vast history of this place. But with growing technology and a salad of different nations occupying the town, it has changed the ‘gold rush’ feel of the 1850’s.

 Like I said, yesterday I was able to go Ballarat on a humid afternoon, and of course our travels wouldn’t be complete without food. We settled on an Indian restaurant and devoured butter naan with butter chicken and tandoori chicken as an entree. I can officially say that, it is one of the best restaurants I’ve ever been to.



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