Sunday, August 30, 2015

The Front Yard Transformed.

It's been a very productive weekend starting from my Friday - that's when my weekends start. Our big project this weekend was to lay new turf in the front of the house and replant the entrance garden bed. We achieved our goals with the help from out two sons Mitchell and Andrew. They've been so helpful during our house spruce up.

Old grass and weeds being removed
New grass and top soil delivered
Mitch and Andrew spread the top soil
Andrew and his friend cleaned the terracotta tiled roof - only three weeks ago they helped me paint one side of the house and part of the side fence. This weekend they helped lay turf. Sue had organised the top soil and turf to be delivered on the Friday. Come Saturday we started by taking a skim of grass and weeds from the surface. Next was to spread and level the top soil. We then took the water-filled roller over the surface before laying the turf.
Almost ready for the turf
Preparation all cmpleted
The turf now laid and we have a new front yard that has been transformed.

This is where I previously parked my car while Sue's car was on the brick driveway. Over the years, the grass had become worn with weeds taking over. I would judge where the car would be parked by the wheels hit the pot holes.

The whole job on the Saturday took around four hours between the three of us which allowed for some time in the afternoon and Sunday to do some gardening. We bought a small white peach tree and added some colour with a planting of small cottage flowers in the under it. We also did a similar planting in the front entrance garden bed where our wisteria is.

The white peach tree with lots of cottage garden flowers.
The front entrance garden bed. A rose bush is the central focus with a Wisteria behind and small cottage flowers below.
This year I cut back the Wisteria rather savagely. In past years we have felt it might just start encroaching into the house. Its been a wild beast of a plant, spreading its tentacles without warning.
Sue still has another pot to fill like the one shown here - these will grace the entrance to our front entrance.
Its been an amazing transformation to the front yard with the new fence and a lick of paint here and there on the house. With that job now ticked off the list, our next BIG project is to renovate the bedroom en-suite. This project involves fitting a new vanity, rebuilding the shower with new tiles and then hitting it with a bright new lick of paint. With only four weeks to go before we engage a Real Estate Agent and set an Auction date, I'd better get my act together.

Although Spring seems to be on the way, we have had a cold, wet winter and so we decided on an open fire on Saturday night to welcome guests to our home - it was a great end to the days hard work.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Must be time for a photo of France

Hmmmm, I wonder where we could be - the Loire is the only clue.
Not too difficult if you've been there.
One of the prettiest of the Chateaux.


Sunday, August 23, 2015

House Hunting and Renovation

The deadline is drawing closer - we expect to have the house ready for putting on the market in late September, early October. In the meantime we are still trying to decide where our next life will be.
We have friends that made the BIG MOVE from their birth country to another country -France.

For us, the move is not so dramatic but still the choices are just as important. This Friday we took another trip to the location that seems to be calling us. It goes by several titles - The Macedon Ranges, The Goldfields Region but it all comes down to the area of Woodend, Kyneton, Trentham and Daylesford.

We had tickets to see a Viennese recital at Kyneton at 11.30 am. Sue enjoys the waltzes but without meaning to, I could a few doze-offs until Sue poked me in the ribs. The Kyneton Town Hall has  marvelous theatre and there's always something on more than once a month. We took the opportunity to check out a house that is on the market while there.

Kyneton Town Hall where many live shows during the course of the year are held.
This day was the Viennese Masterpieces. Next month will be a tribute to Dave Brubeck.
No longer in use but great to see that the old movie projector has been saved.
Our next stop was Trentham for lunch - just a share plate, an entree each and a glass of wine before moving on to Daylesford to pop in on a real estate agent, look at some land and a house. The town has a really nice feel to it and its growing on us with each visit.
Lunch at the Plough Hotel Trentham.

We looked at a block of land at Daylesford but found that the current residents were checking us out.

We had organised to meet with friends from our MG Car Club days who had made their Tree-Change not that long ago and we wanted to get their feedback on the life style they had chosen after being inner city dwellers for many years. It was a great night and interesting to get their perspective on moving from the city.

Below are two properties that meet our budget - new in design and comfortable for our lifestyle with no work required - just move in and start living. Coming from a 1929 Californian Bungalow with a heap of charm, could we cope with modern - Hmmm, we wonder.

Quite modern with no work to do - after what I've done on our house, I have an open mind on modern!!
Great out door entertainment area.
We actually like the floor plan.

This one is at Daylesford and has a great view overlooking the township.
Sue tells me it has a kitchen she could work with and it has high ceilings which we have with our current home.
Again it also has a very livable floor plan.

We left around 9.30 pm after dinner and finished the day by jumping under the doona by 11.00pm.
All in all -a great day.

Saturday and Sunday saw us getting stuck into the house with renewed enthusiasm. Paint brushes were whipped into a frenzy, giving a fresh look to the outside of the house.

Next weekend we are laying new turf in the front yard and planting the garden beds with I don't now what yet.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

PRESTON - Where I grew up.


I grew up in Preston, Melbourne. My parents bought their first home there in 1947. Strangely, it was of the same era and floor plane that we live in today. When I needed to go to the city, I would walk 3 kms to the local railway station. Today it has changed - as has most of the suburb of my childhood and teenage years.


I would walk by this intersection or probably more often ride my bike by on the way to school. Note the traffic "lights".....
Today they are museum pieces of our past.