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I love Le Tour

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Bonjour, Bon soir ou bon nuit! C'est l'heure du Tour de France!!

Late nights, early mornings, long stretches of time spent focused on each stage; one would almost think I was actually participating in the Tour de France. However, I am a couch watcher, drinking tea and knitting during the most tense, hectic, painful, exciting times, or all these mixed in together.

My muscles ache (not enough exercise), my mind goes jelly-like after long periods (too much telly), my body shakes with adrenaline, a mixture of fear, exertion and exhilaration (when watching the effect of these athletes). It's as if I was part of the race. But truthfully, I would never have been good enough (not having a love of cycling I'm sure one would need) or the discipline to deny myself to be the best I could be.

So I look forward to the high drama of this sporting spectacle: an amazing race of men, their machines and the mountains (and valleys) of France.

I also love the scenery. I miss Phil Liggett and Paul Sherman, though.

Photo by steve631/iStock / Getty Images
Photo by steve631/iStock / Getty Images

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A Northern Exposure moment

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Just because this TV show (Northern Exposure) was made in the 1990s doesn't mean it's not a sound action to repeat watch it nearly 20 years later.

In 1990, when the show's harmonica theme song was first heard, I was living in Sydney. At that stage I think I managed to catch almost all the episodes between 1990-1993, then I moved to the Hunter Valley and, with the new living location and job, I didn't watch that many of the later episodes. By the time the show had its final series in 1995, I was married and pregnant, so definitely not in the zone for watching the series, although at that time I do remember watching quite a lot of Pride & Prejudice (the 1995 BBC production).

Northern Exposure still has a fascination for me, though. I love the quirky harmony of the imaginary town of Cicely, Alaska. The townsfolk, some of whom are so apparently opposed in lifestyle or belief, are still able to accept each other and live side by side. In that idyllic world there is little judgement, much respect and a wonderful fitting in with the rhythms of the seasons. The most recent episode I watched was "First Snow", all about the coming of winter, wishing each other "Bon Hiver", loading up on carbs to ward off the freezing temps to come and celebrating just what it takes to survive in such a remote location. I know life in Cicely it isn't real or even feasible but I still love the feeling I get when escaping for an hour or so into the lives of these characters.

So it seems good to begin my 2017 journal with a message straight from Northern Exposure. The message is spoken by Marilyn Whirlwind, one of the permanent characters on the show. I can't really say that the story Marilyn tells is based on truth (almost all internet references to this story are from the show), but it's a good story anyway.

Photo by AnsonLu/iStock / Getty Images
Photo by AnsonLu/iStock / Getty Images
The Eagle wasn’t always the Eagle. The Eagle, before he became the Eagle, was Yucatangee, the Talker.
Yucatangee talked and talked. It talked so much it heard only itself. Not the river, not the wind, not even the Wolf. The Raven came and said “The Wolf is hungry. If you stop talking, you’ll hear him. The wind too. And when you hear the wind, you’ll fly.”
So he stopped talking. And became its nature, the Eagle. The Eagle soared, and its flight said all it needed to say.

My take away from this is, if I hear my voice speaking I will know I'm not listening. And when I hear the wind and the river and the wolf (or birds, or laughter, or bees) I will know I am.

This year, and every year, I want the way I live to say all that needs saying, even if a few words leak out from time to time. By the way, these journal posts don't count as words or not listening, because I don't really know if anyone reads them!

The tolling bell, no man (or woman) is an island, floral reminders

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Reflecting on words written 500 years ago...

John Donne was writing in the (his) present and yet his insight and words are no less true today, in our present.

The bell tolls for all of us, every day, every hour, every minute, every second. This is a big kind of reflection.

For me, it's the inter-connectedness in the meaning of these words that toll for me. How can we be so connected (mankind together on a big rock called earth, in a solar system, in a galaxy, in a universe) and yet make decisions based on being somehow separate and a part from each other? Decisions made here or there rippling across oceans and continents affecting the lives of others who didn't make those decisions in the first place.

We might think we are different, through our colour, creed, belief, birth location but if John Donne is on the money, that thought isn't true in the big sense, just in the little, keep me safe, I must be special, sense.

If we keep trying to break our inter-connectedness then we will start to believe we are not connected at all. That would bring mankind to a sad, sad island, maybe. I might think I'd like to be on that island but really it's no place I want to be, not really, not permanently.

The bright star, the beauty of this passage, is that always in every age everyone is involved with everyone else, we just don't remember it.

John Donne reminds me.

"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated...No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main...any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee" - John Donne (1572-1631) in Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII

Is this why floral tributes become such symbols for people even when they don't know the person or people who have gone?

And the inter-connectedness becomes evident in such laying down of flowers and messages for those we will never know.

This is a wonder and why we still exist - at least in my opinion.

Kensington Palace 1997

Kensington Palace 1997

A thought

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While looking around for a humourous, inspiring quote for a friend, I found I was inspired humourously myself with this, from Frank Zappa.

If you end up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest, or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.- Frank Zappa

Coming soon - from the One Colour vault

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From the Vault! Over the coming weeks we will be adding some amazing One Colour African cotton t-shirts. A portion of the sale of these t-shirts will go towards helping fund much needed varicose vein surgery for one of the Kenana Knitter ladies in Kenya.

So if you, or your family or any of your friends need to stock up on fab t-shirts with unique designs, and you also want to contribute towards the cost of surgery, stay tuned...the t-shirts are coming!

One Colour - an ethos

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It's helpful to revisit core values and reasons for doing things. I did just that last week when uploading EcoBling to the website. It gave me a chance to review what One Colour is and what One Colour offers. This is what we are on about. And even if it is idealistic, I actually don't care. If you aim for the stars you might just reach the moon! Feel free to share with me your ethos by emailing me at

One Colour is an idea in action. Our core mission is to provide on-going employment for our partners in Africa and to support like-minded businesses in Australia, where we live.

One Colour can be worn with purpose, can be owned or given with purpose - embracing the broken, the beautiful, the sustainable and the confronting in life. We want to see an end to extreme poverty, we want to be part of the solution. This is our way of seeing it happen.

The above pic is from a while ago, beautifully captured by Tangible Media. For those interested, Tangible Media takes all our Kenana Down Under photos -

Spring, through the eyes of Leunig

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The Australian way of living is so diverse because we live on such a big island. And the indigenous had six seasons to cover the year, not simply four. Or up north it is "the wet", "the dry" and "the build up". So to move through the year in Australia it's more about seasonal living, dependent on where you live. A much wiser outlook, I feel.

To start your seasonal weather journey you can take a look at this link from the ABC website and read more about the indigenous way of weather. It dates from 2003 and is a fascinating place to begin. The Lost Seasons

#documentation #inspiration #sharedknowledge #naturalsigns #aboriginalsociety #future #newseasons #abcaustralia 

Talented local artist/writer - Anna Yum - launching her first book and wearing One Colour!

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I was so thrilled when artist Anna Yum (of Studio Anna Yum) approached me to wear One Colour for a photo shoot to help launch her new children's book, "Everyday Superhero". Obvious answer when asked, YES! Anna looks fabulous in one of our early styles and I'm so thankful we could partner with her.

Anna is an artist, a self published first time author, and an amazing supporter of local business! In Anna's words:

My children's book is about finding ways that you can be a superhero in the everyday choices you make. We don't need special powers to have an amazing impact of those around us. And it was reading about your company that I felt that sense that what you are doing is not super-human, yet you have a great impact on those around you by linking the buyer with the maker. You're an Everyday Superhero.

Following is info on the launch of Anna's book and some lovely pics of her family, her art and the lady herself. We've linked most of the photos to either Anna's website or facebook page and encourage you to take a look and if you live in Brisbane, even get a long to one of the events Anna is hosting for the book launch.

Anna Yum

Anna Yum

Anna's art

Anna's art


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So thankful that through the efforts of the Viva Africa team, the shipping team in Nairobi and the Aussie shipping connection we have taken delivery of our Nexus Summer range.

Ebola is creating so many heartaches in Africa right now and the flow on effects are being felt in Kenya. Not just with human suffering but economic suffering, too.

We may not be able to help in a big way but we can help in this way.

Afline Jersey Dress with unique Nexus print

Afline Jersey Dress with unique Nexus print

Highways at night - a community in darkness

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Highways are strange places at night.

Daylight is gone leaving only moonlight or headlights to show us where we are.

Enter the thought…we are not alone.

Even though we are but one metal capsule travelling along with headlights charging before, watching red taillights ahead, we are surrounded by other “ones”. We are watching out for each other even as we concentrate on looking out for ourselves.

It’s a different sort of community at night. In the darkness we are many, on the one road.

Country Road at Night by Przemyslaw Wielicki

Country Road at Night by Przemyslaw Wielicki

Pelicans and their beaks

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Picture a late afternoon by the Manning with a beautiful graded sky from pale blue high up to deepening orange to the west. On dusk I watched a pelican quietly glide past me. This intriguing bird was fishing for dinner, I suspect. Taking no notice of me, it peered intently at the water for any movements. Every now and then it would sink its beak into the water, not straight down but sideways, to gather whatever it was it saw.

I realised, for the first time, that pelican beaks are as long as their necks. I don't know why this had never occurred to me before, but it hadn't, and I gazed in wonder at this quirk of nature, one that gave rise to a creature with such a long beak.

And I thought how wonderfully graceful pelicans are in the water and the air. I wanted the pelican to take off so I can see it in flight, but no, fishing came first.


Pelican at Manning River July 2014.jpg