A week's pause
30 September 12
A week is a long time of not writing when I’ve been blogging our lives almost daily for years. This pause has happened — not because we haven’t had sparkling adventures — but because the words haven’t come to describe them.
One of the things that I’ve learned from blogging is that either the posts are easy to type out… or I should leave it for another time. If something needs to be written down, it flows easily. If I am labouring over words, I am not in the right frame of mind to be documenting our lives.
School holidays usually means fewer outings for us. There are crowds of children in our favourite spots, and the children who live in the house are home. Our girls want to stay and play, and so I oblige by staying at home.
We are still waiting on the cabinetry to be finished in The Gifted Gypsy; perhaps at the end of this next week — I am told — and I try not to get too hopeful. We will be heading to Dancing Ground Festival on October 12, so that’ll be our test-run.
Until we can start travelling again, I am trapped in this one place — wedged between the river in which Elijah died and the cemetery in which he is buried. So I look forward to new places, new faces, relaxing with friends and life on the road again. Travelling full-time means I spend less time doing the things I don’t enjoy (like household chores) and more time doing the things I do enjoy (like adventuring with the children).
In the meantime, I keep busy with a number of different design projects for The Gifted . I am experimenting with different media of expression — wood, wool and paint. For so long I have focused only on graphic design that it’s challenging to create beauty with three-dimensional materials to which I cannot simply CTRL-Z.



So the computer sits by itself in a corner and Aisha asks me why I’m not taking so many pictures, and the truth is that I simply didn’t feel like it this week. There must have been sparkling moments, but I let them pass us by, undocumented and soon forgotten. We’ll see what next week brings, and perhaps sometime in the future I’ll go back and fill in the gaps of last week.
1 · Lily Boot · 30 September 2012, 20:16
I have weeks like this too. Sometimes i even take the photos and compose the story in my head but never make it to the desk. Such is life. I’ve been on a nursing placement in an acute mental health setting for the last 3 weeks. I’ve met amazing and beautiful and fragile people and have learnt so much about our society. It’s been such powerful stuff but they’re not my stories to share so it’s been a quiet month at my place. Wishing you of energy for your gifted gipsy. :-)
2 · Megan casey · 1 October 2012, 00:14
As much as I enjoy reading your adventures, I know from my own life sometimes other things just take front. Gracious you have been through so much and are still keeping on, I beleive you are entitled to take time when you need to. May God BLESS you and KEEP you, David, and your sweet girls!
3 · Jenni · 1 October 2012, 05:31
As you say, if the words aren’t there then you can’t write them. I did wonder if you were OK! I think the vinyl floor looks great – you did David proud! The bed is ingenious too! looking promising, you’ll be off again soon! Jen x
4 · Narelle · 2 October 2012, 09:13
Always remember – that positive change comes from this feeling – say goodbye – and leave.
Our energy is with you during this time to help : )
5 · Delcie · 4 October 2012, 11:06
The gifted gypsy is looking good, can’t wait to see her and your family at Dancing Ground.