We Live In The Clouds
This is the eastern sky at sunrise. With the sun trying to make an appearance through the heavy clouds.
The Journey To Moving In Day
A farmhouse on a beautiful and scenic 54 hectare (135 acre) remote rural property. In the picturesque Central Tablelands of NSW.
Life Behind The Scenes With The Ironing Diva
I LOVE to iron. I LOVE to cook. I LOVE to sew. My daily primping and preening of my farmhouse. And my country garden. Gives me great joy. I LOVE my life on a remote property in rural Australia. My worldwide business is my focus in life. Is one of my greatest challenges. And is a source of great joy. I LOVE being alive. Because I’ve risen up from the ashes of despair. And created a life that is now a dream come true. Come join me on my adventures of how I live a life I LOVE.
~Carol Jones, Ironing Diva❤
Memories. The Story Of Daisy Mae. My Dog With Attitude.
It’s with a sad and heavy heart that we laid our beloved 14-1/2 year old Tri-Coloured Rough Collie, Daisy Mae, to rest at 10:45 this morning. Monday, 19th November 2018. Hopefully. She’s yippee-yi-yo-ing. As she chases rabbits in doggie paradise.
As with all our rescued animals. Cats and dogs. Each one has a story.
In January 2005, Daisy Mae replaces a much loved Dalmatian, Speckle.
In 1994, we find Speckle on the secondary road we travel to and from our local post office.
I see him on a winter’s day. On the way home from posting parcels. His 18 month old body pasted against a fence. Terrified of passing traffic.
Before the beginning of summer in my rural patch, which is the picturesque hills of the Central Tablelands of NSW. We experienced a one in a hundred year rain event. It just rained. And rained. And rained. More rain fell in November than in almost the whole year to date.
When it ended, our paddocks were lush and green. As they were for as far as the eye could see. Lusher than we can ever remember.
January started with a heat wave. That doesn’t seem to end. First it was day after day in the low 30C’s. Then the mid 30’s.
February morphed into even hotter temperatures. High 30C’s. Low 40C’s. Culminating in a week of 46C at 2pm. In the shade. Almost every afternoon.
This past Sunday was Catastrophic Sunday. The NSW Rural Fire Service (NSWRFS) predicted it would be a day of unprecedented fires. Which it was.
The new year is not far away. And for many of us, we’re already starting to wonder what that new year is going to be like.
For me, the beginning of every year is like having a bright shiny bauble in my hands. It’s new. Full of promise. And glows with anticipation. As the year progresses through its roller coaster ride of life, the bauble tarnishes. Brightens. Tarnishes. Brightens. With the events that confront us.
We too often remember only the moments that tarnish the bauble. And forget those that make it gleam even brighter.
To truly remember what the year had in store for us, I suggest you start a Memory Jar. For just you. Or for your whole family. Or one for each member of your family.
On the first day of the new year, write down on a slip of paper your wishes and hopes for the coming year. As well as your doubts and fears. And put it in the Memory Jar.
I run my worldwide business, The Fitz Like A Glove™ Ironing Board Cover And Other Goodies, from my remote 54 hectare rural property. In the picturesque Central Tablelands of NSW.
I work 7 days a week. My average day starts at 4am.
I am. By nature. An early riser.
There is also another reason for such an early start.
I have many customers from around the world. 400,000. In 29 countries. And when they email me, I like to be able to reply to them in their daylight hours.
Even though I work long hours. I take two breaks during my day.
At sunrise every morning, I go for a walk on my 54 hectare remote rural property. With my camera slung around my neck. And photograph what I see.
Every morning, I choose the best photo. And post it to all my social media accounts.
I am renowned for my ‘morning photos’.
Every afternoon, I take a break.
And pick a book from my extensive business library. And sit down to educate myself. On the best practices for running a business.
I love elegance. In all its ramifications.
There’s ‘royal’ elegance.
Country living elegance.
They all have their charm.
And above all. I love elegant rooms to eat in.
There’s nothing more alluring than sitting down to a beautifully set table. In a room that oozes style. And graciousness.
The next best thing is the table linen that is an integral part of this seductive way of life.
Woody Allen is credited with saying that 80% of success in life is showing up.
And he’s right.
In everything we do, it’s important to show up.
When me and my partner, Victor Pleshev, the architect who designed the Fitz Like A Glove™ Ironing Board Cover for his mother. To help her with her ironing when she was recovering from a stroke. Lost everything in Paul Keating’s 1992 ‘recession we had to have’, we had choices.
One was to grieve. And do nothing.
One was to make the decision to start anew. And reinvent ourselves. By escaping the city lights of Balmain NSW. For the rural life in the Central Tablelands of NSW.
In 1994, when it was obvious that the Fitz Like A Glove™ Ironing Board Cover was now an accidental business. With the potential to become a substantial business. We looked to getting the making off our dining room table. And into a sewing company.
This was in the depths of Paul Keating’s ‘recession we had to have’.
We had Guide Dogs/NSW. SA. WA. Knocking on our doors. Wanting to sell our ironing board cover through their telemarketing division. To raise funds for the training of Guide Dogs. And Pets As Therapy Dogs.
Bamix Australia wanted the cover in their shops.
Lincraft stores nationally wanted the cover in their shops.
And Howard Storage World’s original store. Owned by Edda, Les and Dan Howard. Wanted the cover in their store in Northbridge.
I run my worldwide business, The Fitz Like A Glove Ironing Board Cover And Other Goodies, from my remote 54 hectare rural property. In the picturesque Central Tablelands of NSW.
We have many wild visitors to our paddocks. That are very welcome.
Goats. Foxes. Birds. Kangaroos.
Many of them can be heard in our hectare of garden at night.
Kangaroos especially. And Willie Wagtails. In the month of November. When they’re nesting.
During the day we see foxes and the occasional stray wombat. Stroll through our garden.
But I draw the line at goats.