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Welcome to my newest blog. What is a kimberline you ask? Well where I live in Portland, Dorset, it is a nickname given to newcomers to the Island. Yes Portland is an Island seperated from Weymouth by a causeway. Its part of the Jurassic coast and I love living here. I will be posting lots of different things I hope you enjoy visiting here. Hugs Sara

the above link is my second blog home to some yummy receipies and info on cooking

Monday, 26 April 2010

a vase of guiness anyone?

My dear Fiance Rob is so funny.  The other day he was washing his bike whilst I was at mums.  Now previously mum had washed my glass flower vase and put it to dry.  After a long bike ride Rob picked up the first glass he saw and filled it with squash.  When I saw I couldnt stop laughing.  It was so funny the more I looked at it the more it made me laugh.  Later that evening, in the kitchen I heard him pottering and singing.  Rob doesnt generally do this so I knew something was up.  I thought he was stealing a cookie and singing to cover up the munching noise.  He comes in eventually and he has filled the same flower vase with a vat of guiness.  Now its actions like that that explain the expanding waist band he moans about. 

Saturday, 24 April 2010

Here are some pink Saturday pictures.  Thanks to Bev for putting on this great weekly event.  The first picture and the last picture are items I have made.  The fairy picture in the middle are a group of fairies I have in my computer corner.  THe sachet with the lace and flower I made as a little dream pillow.  I put lavender and rose buds along with a rose quartz and an amethyst.  I am considering making some to sell.  They arent too difficult to make.  They are ones you hang by your bed rather than under your pillow.  I have mine ont he door handle of the entrance to my computer room which is the cupboard under the stairs.  Hope everyone has a great pink saturday.

Sunday, 18 April 2010

Portland Spring Fair

Oh what fun we had at Portland Spring Fair lastnight.  Our fair is always in October time but for the first time ever we have had a spring fair.  Dave Wynn the showman who runs it always used to have it as a street fair until recently when a few people complained and it got moved onto a field.  My fiance used to help set up and pull down the fair.  That is how we have come to know Mr Wynn over the years.   The light was great to take photos with and these are some of the best shots I took. 

We cant wait for the fair in October now, its normally a bit bigger.  Oh the bottom two are me with my fiance Rob and me with my mum Gaynor.

Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Tea Tree

By the cannalside in Newbury there was this wonderful little tea shop that used proper china cups and it was lovely sitting outside.  I spotted this tree and I now now what Tea Tree looks like

Easter Break in Newbury

This easter we went to spend it with my uncle and his wife.  Mum Rob and I had a fab time and it was really nice and relaxing.  We went to see the swans at Newbury, a beautiful Town and cannal side.  We fed the swans and on the sunday we went to a car boot fair at Newbury Race Course. 

Thursday, 1 April 2010

These are the easter baskets I made.  The baskets I got dead cheap and decorated them with some Peter Bunny die cuts I had.  and filled them up with some chocolates.  The yellow eggs were polystirine eggs that I decorated with yellow paper and sticky ribbon.  I had such fun making them.  Normally I forget about Easter but this time I was able to get them done.  One was for the next doors neighbours and the other for my Uncle and his wife.  I also made them an Easter Cake. 

my first mosaic

This is my first attempt at mosaic.  Not too bad.  I have yet to grout it and I want to paint the wooden blocks.  In heinsight I should have painted the blocks first but I was eager to see what it would look like.  I had fun smashing up the plates that I brought cheep from a charity shop.  I used my tool to shape the pieces a bit more.  I cant wait to try the grouting but it will have to wait until after Easter.  I am going to my uncles for the weekend.


I'd be a.........

I found this on a blog one afternoon and thought what a fun thing to do.  I altered the answers to answers I had chosen.  I had such fun doing this, it would be great to see what other peoples answers are.  I wonder what a psychologist would make of these answers?  Have a great Easter Holiday
hugs Sara

If I were a month, May...

If I were a day, I’d be

If I were a time of day, I’d be

If I were a font, I’d be Arab Dances....

If I were a sea animal, I’d be a mermaid....

If I were a direction, I’d be south...

If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be my fiances favourite chair...

If I were a liquid, I'd be Jamesons Whisky...

If I were a gemstone, I'd be Rose Quartz...

If I were a tree, I'd be an oak...

If I were a tool, I'd be a sander...

If I were a flower, I'd be a Sweat Pea

If I were an element of weather, I'd be a beautiful summers day...

If I were a musical instrument, I'd be a guitar

If I were a colour, I'd be Purple

If I were an emotion, I'd be Happy.

If I were a fruit, I'd be a raspberry

If I were a sound, I'd be my fiances cooee as he walks through the door.

If I were an element, I'd be earth.

If I were a car, I'd be a lexus...

If I were a food, I'd be spaghetti bolognaise

If I were a place, I'd be West Bay ( s local fishing village)...

If I were a material, I'd be Lace..

If I were a taste, I'd be whisky :)

If I were a scent, I'd be spice

If I were a body part, I'd be the hand.

If I were a song, I'd be Unanswered Prayers Garth Brooks.

If I were a bird, I'd be a Blue tit.

If I were a gift, I'd be anything handmade...

If I were a city, I'd be Paris :)

If I were a door, I'd be wide open.

If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be my balck swade boots.

If I were a poem, I'd be...
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:

I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils