Welcome to Words from Willow Pond

Willow Pond is the home of Deb and husband, Ian, their three adult children, Jossy, Kimmy & Dylan, Joss' husband, Chris, two lippizzaners, Dutchy & Obie, an Old English Sheepdog called Mitzi, the cutest Cavoodle ever, called Oscar, two orphaned Ringtail Possums, named Tamigotchi and Saori, two brush tail orphans, named Penny and Sheldon and other resident ringtail and brush tail possums and many geckos and frogs. Otis our rainbow lorikeet, whom we looked after for over 11 years, finally flew the coop and is enjoying the freedom of the skies.

Deb and her family have lived at Willow Pond for the past fourteen years.

Deb & Ian can sometimes be found down by the willow tree on a hot afternoon sharing a cold beer after spending the day gardening and mowing lawns.

Deb & Ian planted a young Willow tree about ten years ago down near their pond in the back paddock, and it has grown into a very fine specimen. They have since planted four more Willow saplings, which are growing well. The Willows inspired Deb to name the property Willow Pond. It is their hope that native wildlife will find shelter and a haven here like the characters from the children's classic, Wind in the Willows.

Deb enjoys creating ideas and writing here at Willow Pond. She intends to dedicate this blog to the adventures at Willow Pond with her family.

If you have found us by accident, or intentionally, then - Welcome and thank you for dropping by. We hope you enjoy your visit.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Poly-fleecy Stirrups - A Girlz Best Friend?

I've been set a challenge by my daughter to write about stirrup pants...what can one say about stirrup pants? Does anyone wear them anymore? Apparently so, for when you jump on the internet, there are plenty out there looking for a home.

So, I wonder who has actually had a pair grace their wardrobe? It has been quite a number of years since I had a pair. Fashionably unflattering, they did serve a practical purpose??? Surely some would agree with me? Maybe not.

I owned a pair when my husband and I lived in New Zealand for a time. Over there, I also owned a pair of hiking boots, too. Yes, I really did...and the two really do go hand in hand, I'd say.

There were posititves of owning a pair of stirrup pants. Let me count the ways...well...oh, yes, they were easy to pull on...like an adult version of baby pull-up pants (the types the toddlers wear these days)...once they're up, you need strong elastic around the waist, otherwise you'd be forever hitching them up. Once on, you could pull on a pair of warm woolly socks over the top and then, slip your feet into the security of your hiking boots for those serious walking tasks. If you weren't planning to go out and wanted to lounge around the comfort of your home, you could replace the hiking boots with either a pair of d'woolly ugg boots, or even better still, a pair of multi-coloured/striped leg warmers, complemented by a pair of baby pink ballet slippers and then you could lose yourself in the moment of aerobic exercise. Who needs snuggly blankies? With wonderful stirrup pants you get the freedom to move. The stirrups were also wonderful for keeping the bottoms of the tights from riding up to meet your butt. They managed to allow all of your legs to remain warm and secure. I am sure there are lots of variations of fabrics, however, I always preferred the warm fleecy fabric.

For those romantic moments with the hubby...picture this...lying alongside the love of your life wrapped in your slinkiest stirrups on a long-haired woollen rug in front of a roaring fire, with nice little treats to indulge in...when the moment is just right...your love reaches his big toe over and ...twang...releases all that tension...makes me just want to race out now and grab a pair...

The only drawback I can see (other than the obvious), is the way the stirrup always pulled the fabric behind your knees and upper thighs. It kinda made you look like you owned a pair of planks rather than the shapely pins you most definitely had.
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