Wednesday, August 18, 2010

We've spotted a tinnie

We're still in Forster, still interviewing possible designers and looking at houses. The choices are gradually becoming more informed, things are becoming clearer, likes and dislikes are beginning to crystallize. Yesterday while walking on North Diamond Beach a lovely shell presented itself, glistening on the sand, so I picked it up. This shell may well form the basis of our new house colour scheme, just as the muted salmons and blue greys of the spotted gums of the Sapphire coast gave us the colours of our last house at Fadden. This shell is in shades of rusty ochres and darker green-greys, with some lighter oatmeal colours on the edges. These colours are warmer and stronger than our last house. Which seems to suit the warmer, wetter climate and vegetation here.  

The other thoughts we are having are about varying the roof profiles, contours and textures of the house.  We want to use different claddings, some corrugated bits, some plain bits and mix it up.  We want the roof to be unconventional and the interior spaces to float high. We want windows that bring in the outdoors, with less definition between the inside and the outside and for the house to fit with the surrounds, not dominate them. We want to live more lightly on the land, use less power, harvest water and grow lots of things. The climate is so benign here that it should be possible.  Except we have yet to experience summer and have been warned about the NE winds. Anyway it's all very exciting and interesting.  Any ideas you have, please share them.

The aquatic environment of this area virtually insists that one does a bit of messing about in boats. I have long harboured a wish to get a kayak just like the yellow one I used to love back in my BC (before children) era. And today, David spotted a tinnie. Now, for those who know David well, you would also know that watercraft and David have been like oil and water.  He doesn't like to be in any container in any body of water in which he can't stand up.  Until now. Perhaps it was surviving the ferry to Tasmania that did it, but suddenly he is expressing a wish to buy a tinnie, and mess about in it on the beautiful and varied waterways here.  Well, good on him.

No new photos today, so here is one I prepared earlier. It is our land looking west, the sunset shot.

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