Doctor LOVE!

"We're all stories in the end. Just make it a good one. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. You'll dream about that box. It'll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient. And the bluest blue ever."

Finally I bit the bullet.... All five seasons worth of bullet!

I have three Doctors to fall in love with all over again.
Have a great week Tardis travelers,
~Sarah~

Turning One!

This day (March 25th) a year ago The Daily Pie's (BIG) door was unlocked to the public.
Maybe I haven't shared the journey of our first year as well as I could have here with you, but sometimes it is hard to express the enormity of things when you are in the thick of them.

However in Celebration of our cafe being opened a year, for the following week I will be doing a 'daily' post on all aspects of the shop. Showing you fine people around.



Photo taken by Barbie Robinson

(Our Mayor John Shaw cutting the chain to officially open The Daily Pie)


Please keep arms and legs inside the vechicle and enjoy the tour.
Love
~Sarah~

Wildfire

My Boo went with me to Skyfire this past weekend.
After walking for a while in crazy large crowds we found a free spot right on the lake's edge where we sat with our feet dangling above the water.
I'm sure it is my childlike heart that has me convinced I will never tire of fireworks.

I enjoyed capturing the evening through photographs and in the album of my mind. The lights reflecting, burning, shining were the cause of such smiles on my behalf. Simply dreamy.
Burn bright darlings,
~Sarah~

Have I Not Reason To Lament

Pondering the mind of William Wordsworth, reading my favourite 'lines written in early spring'.

(Although autumn is upon me)

I have been learning so many new things, ways to view the world, to show what it is I see. Capturing little pieces to share with you, or any who would care to take a peek. I never imagined there to be so many tricks to take the picture I see with my eyes. Yet each week I walk away from my class full of new information, slightly concerned I many not remember it all.

If in the day I must do, work, be;

then the evening I save for dreaming.

Have a delightful weekend,
~Sarah~

I heard a thousand blended notes,

while in a grove I sate reclined,

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link

The human soul that through me ran,

And much it grieved my heart to think

What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,

The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;

And 'tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,

Their thoughts I cannot measure:-

But the lease motion which they made,

It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,

To catch the breezy air;

And I must thing, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,

If such be Nature's holy plan,

Have I not reason to lament

What man has made of man

~ William Wordsworth~

Melbourne Day's 3 & 4

Our last day and half spent in Melbourne was filled with walking streets, (and shops).

We stopped here for a rest and a glass of cider.

My eyes couldn't keep still the whole time we were sitting.

So many alleys with doorways that made me create stories in my head of the people who may have lived there in the past.

Walking the city at night, in the rain, the lights danced for us.

All in all exactly what we needed!

Happy Monday to you all,

Love

~Sarah~

Melbourne Day's 1 & 2

As our flight arrived in Melbourne at 7am, after checking into the hotel it was quite obvious that the first thing on the cards was finding a good coffee. As it turns out we found a rocking little place just up the street from where we stayed. Needless to say they saw our faces every morning.

 The most of our first day was spent looking around Victoria markets, and walking numerous streets that looked like this. Every second step there was something to 'ohh or ahhh' over.

Day two we found ourselves at the Melbourne museum. walking its lengths took up the greater part of the day. There were quite a few areas where photos were not allowed to be taken.
Although I did enjoy looking around, quite a few things were more 'sciencey' then factual.

The animal section definitely took up most of my time. The 'hall' its self was a little creepy, a white room with literally hundreds of stuffed animals displayed there in. But it meant I got to see this guy up close, I wanted to call him Morris. Morris rocks the mohawk!

There was a room dedicated to different insects. I couldn't help but take a few snaps of these gorgeous butterflies. So many colours!

There were also SO many bugs...! Two of them in particular took my attention. Not because I knew what they were, or thought they were cute. No! All I could think upon seeing them was 'I would not be cool if one of those guys flew into me.' Even behind glass you can see the idea of them near my hair is... unpleasant to say the least. 

 

There were models of dinosaurs, fossils, rock formations. It was quite thrilling.

I even stopped for a moment to look upon the bones found under my feet.

I don't think I visit these sorts of places enough, places that house tokens of the past, of things invented, found, lost... Of stories told.

~Sarah~

Mr Cloud

"Looking down at the clouds for the first time.

Their roughed up surface, soft.

If I dove into you, would you catch me? Could I run along you, for at your edge I'm sure I saw time's sly smirk daring me to chase him.

I thought I'd seen the end of the earth before,

the point where I'd fall off if I were to pass further.

Where your sister the ocean may have dropped me into the center core. 

However your blurry white end promises of a place where only peace is known.

(Do the stars shine brighter, look bigger, sing louder?)

"Mr Cloud, do you mind sharing the blue skies with me?"

I have never seen the folds in the earth like this, the wrinkling of the ground like the leather-look of a face well worn.

The tips of the mountains stretch out their height to see this beautiful day that is hidden from the land. Can I ever again look up at a grey sky and take it seriously, when I now know it's secret.

I know of the beauty it hides."

This week we took a trip to Melbourne. Along with the many new things/places I got to see, it was my first time in an aeroplane. Above (^) are thoughts scribbled while I was up in the sky, a little closer to heaven.
I have lots of pictures to share with you from the trip!

Have a glorious weekend birdies,

Love

~Sarah~

The Daily Pie News

We've just launched the new Daily Pie website!

Whether you'd like to find out our opening hours, see whats on the menu, become a Daily Pie Upper Crust member and get invitations to all our events, or read the daily happenings on the blog... All the information you could want is up there!

We are closed for the month of February for renovations, and a little 'get away' time. (Most of the month being for renovations!)

However we are greatly looking forward to seeing everyone again in March when we will be celebrating our First year of  pie making! ...and eating!

Oh Sleepless Hour

Oh sleepless hour,

You allow a circus of thoughts

to take center stage in my conscious.

You are the unsettling of the compass;

North's magnetic rival.

Fear of darkness feeds your infliction upon the body.

Awake, aching as though to have landed.

Stunned, a rabbit in the high-beam.

You take charge over the imagination;

Foot steps along the floor.

Who is he, residing under the bed?

Oh sleepless hour,

What tricks you play upon my soul.

~Sarah~

Small things...

Finding something small that brings such a big smile!

I've heard people mention The Worlds Smallest Post Service before, though I'd never got around to looking into it. Until now!

Lea creates these DELIGHTFUL teeny tiny sized letters, complete with a stamped, addressed and wax sealed envelope.

Along the line there are also these pint sized packages tied up with string, (I'm sure these are the ones Julie Andrews sang about in the sound of music!) with the dearest little objects within.

As if these tiny delights weren't enough joy to find, Lea also hosts a number of creative/inspiring projects.

If you have a minute or two to spare, you'll spend more looking around at all the tiny joys.

(Also)

I was passed this award from Lina, thank you! So here follows seven things about myself.

Number One: I talk at least three times more than most people
Number Two: In front of my piano I am at my happiest
Number Three: You cannot beat a rare steak YUM!
Number Four: I don't like looking for lost things, I make sure I know where everything is
Number Five: I have (WAY) too many books for my bookcase
Number Six: If I get my way, one day my house will become a zoo
Number Seven: I've had more stitches than the rest of my family all together (terribly clumsy)

So there you have it, seven things you many not have known about me... I'd now like to learn seven things about the following ladies.

Emily
Katia
Rachael

Enjoy your weekend,
~Sarah~

The Storm

Cyclone 'Yasi' hit the Queensland coast last night. Although we are many many kilometers from Queensland we also had a storm of our own, flooding the workshop. Drenched, heaving rock solid sandbags to block in the top of the driveway; my thoughts and prayers were offered up to those going through a much greater storm then I faced.

At this stage life has been spared, as no reports of deaths have been received.

Just out side my window this morning, after a night where so many homes have been destroyed... We noticed that a new home had been made during the storm....

Prayers of strength to get through the dark days that follow for those affected by this Storm.

Love

~Sarah~

This Poem

This Pen
                   heavy between my fingers

This Page          

                     mocks me with it's lines.

My Head     

                     dizzy in the silence.

The Thoughts            

                swimming round and round.

My Eyes   
                 burning around the edges.

My Cheeks                 
                    pulled tight along the stain.

These Tears         
                            the breaking of my spirit.

My Heart  
                                 Calling... No one hears.

This Poem  
                           physical emotion.

This Ink        

                       testament of the pain.

These Words 

                      written in a hurry.

The feeling   

                        long will remain.

~Sarah~

All the Cool Kids...

Journeyed down the coast for Australia Day. Where along with other things we decided to get tattoos...

Em (sis) a foxy number

Hayley's traditional rose

Cam (My Boo) Dragon-fire

Sam's colourful Coy

My intricate peacock.

So if you haven't guessed by now, we really are big kids. Still getting a kick out of fake tattoos.

Have a great day cool cats,

~Sarah~

Rear View

I leave the last street light behind me,
You, a silhouette in it's light.
Into the dark i continue,
Into the cold lonely night.

White-line, white line a trail beside
Me, reflectors, fox and roo.
The red lights of the car in front,
A bug now plat across my windscreen.

I do not know how far I go,
I can only hope you care...
However my heart can rest in peace,
My phone rings: "ARE YOU THERE?"

Headlights come fast toward me,
Remind me in my lonely longing for you....
                                   I am not alone.

I have an exciting project to share with you soon! Reason behind my absence here.
Have a lovely week,
~Sarah~

"Hello Darling!"

 Did you hear that?!

"Hello Darling", "How's it going?"

I'm sure it came from just outside my window....

 

The newest member of our family, (probably the oldest too).

My Mam surprised me just before Christmas, "I've got something special for you!" Not for one moment did I stop to consider that it was such a handsome lad she had up her sleeve.

Mam had found a advert looking for a good home for this gorgeous man.

The previous keepers only had him for two years, the people who gave him to them said he was somewhere around 50 years old. Certainly kept his looks for 50!

They had just been calling him Cocky, however with such looks as these I thought he needed something with a little more bite, thus we call him Buddy.

Terrible cute, he managed to steal my heart within a few short days.

Buddy is quite talkative, however it is his chuckles that are the most sweet to see.

He'll laugh along with you, and his whole little body shakes.

There has been a few occasions where he's used the 'F' word... Strangely enough, he mainly says this to my Dad or brother... It's all "Hello's" then suddenly there will be a "F@#k-off" in the middle.

Hello's all round, from me to you.

Love

~Sarah~

"She was"

(And) This is how you shall hear of me,
"She was;
She who can no longer be."

It was not Death's cruel grip that took her,
But Life's burning flame lost.

Seeking mercy from the tempest of a storm,
Both prisoner and pray to is mighty anger,
The roar ended at her whisper.

Great are they of noble heart,
honoured greater than noble birth.
Wherein blood and bone do pass,
The spirit of a noble heart always remains.

She who in Death's absence
Is AWAKE!

~Sarah~

Shall We Share Our Findings?

Happy New Year of our Lord, 2011.

A year to find:

Adventures in all things we do,

Words of inspiration

Loved ones to share our hearts with

Beauty all around

Lessons of the unknown

Hopes we thought were lost

Strengths we never knew we had

Joy abounding

and Understanding through compassion.

Shall we share our findings?

~Sarah~

ELEVEN!

Everything changes so quickly,
two days, two weeks, two months!

However, dwelling upon my short comings of the past will get me no where now.
Because of the festive season and getting caught up in looking back on a year past, and a new year before, it is clear to me that a goal was bound to be set.
More blogging is promised in 2011.
A year I will find rather hard to take seriously because of this clip...



Hoping you had a safe and happy Christmas!
Love,
Sarah-Mechelle

28th October: Its that time again...

November 1st is approaching fast... time for pen and paper (reality: laptop) to get ready for some serious word count.

I can hardly believe its time for NANOWRIMO again. (If you have no idea what this is, I highly suggest you follow the link to novel dreams!)

This will be my third year attempting Nano, and I'm a little less prepared than I had hoped I'd be by now, however I shall do my best to pump out my words each day, and hopefully find a plot line along the way.                                                              

My main idea for this years story, is that of a life where nothing grand happens, but how in so many ways he's crossed paths with many other lives (even in the smallest way) where huge events have taken place. How one man can be involved in so many big things, while living his own calm life.

We'll see what happens with that.

Have a lovely weekend,

Sarah-Mechelle

Flower shop LOVE!

One day, I long to have a workspace that looks somewhat like this!