Nutlidge Art Studio and Gift Gallery

Greetings, I have some new beautifully hand-made Sun-catchers for sale. I will be opening my Shopify shop again, and am going to try Etsy again also. I have a few websites, this one, is my own site. So I will be adding links to this page to other shopping sites for those wanting to purchase.

I have been enjoying the beading lately, particularly stocking up on Sun catchers.

I have Light catchers in all lengths. From small 10cm lengths up to and over a meter.

They come in all colours and styles according to your taste and decor

Light catchers are not just for windows. You can place them along the veranda, hang them in a tree, on a wall, in a corner. The ones in the sunshine will throw rainbows all over the place and brighten up anyone’s day.

They are the perfect gift, for specials occasions, with a lasting memory from you. They are looked at and admired every day, and are popular for birthdays, anniversaries, get well gifts, baby showers and thank you’s and just about everyone loves them.

Share a rainbow today!



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By yellow00flower Posted in Books



Dreams are tricky aren’t they? Familiar faces that can’t be remembered the next day on waking. The Tavern is one of those places that this would happen often. I would spend a whole ‘episode’ with someone who I knew; I could remember the whole thing the next day, except who that person was! So frustrating!
I also see people from my past that I don’t see anymore, and the ‘atmosphere’ in the room is how I would imagine it to be if I saw them in real life. So I have wondered many times if this town is like a place where I sort out unresolved issues Lol!
I quite often go down that post office hill in my dream, and I’m usually walking. And it is night… I look through the window at the old family shop. And I go past the door and it’s ajar… so who can’t resist that, and I go in and look around in the dark. Its set up the same as it was when I was a kid, and I go straight to the chocolate shelves… I pick a chocolate bar, this time, a Flake and I slowly walk out and shut the door behind me. It’s an eerie feeling standing in that shop. It’s always dark and after hours, and I never see anyone in there. And the pubs next door are dark and silent too. But I was on my way to find my car.
It seems that I hardly ever have the car in the right place at the right time. The town, although it is quite big, I do walk places, but also I fly. It’s much faster after all, so I move horizontally about 4 feet off the ground. Most of the time it is so easy and I just love it. If I come across an open space, I just stretch out my arms and my hands control my lift and direction. I love going as high as I can, I use the space and fly like a bird, doing spins as I go, flying upright. It is the most incredible feeling being able to control this. I have had some fantastic times, and I will tell you about one I just remembered.

I was attending a party in a house in the town and I was getting bored. I felt light and was kind of bouncing slowly on the spot, lifting up about a foot each time. There were so many people in the room, I needed air.
I made my way out and found an open patio area which opened up to a huge garden. I lifted myself up and began to fly around the large patio freely and then out into the yard where I took off up over the trees and then down to an open space with forest either side. I picked up speed and when I reached a dead-end I flew around and headed back. I flew as fast as I could until I got back near the garden and flew back into the patio area, and hovered up near the roof. I was overlooking the people mingling outside and enjoying the music. Some were watching me and we all smiled and I waved, and they waved back commenting amongst themselves about what I was doing.

Then I noticed two other people on the other side of the patio area, hovering at the same height. A stunning woman, about my height, 5’6 with dark brown hair to the shoulders and a white jump suit on, and a guy, handsome, dark blonde, wearing the same jumpsuit, and they were waving me over. They both had flat comfortable shoes and a round badge on their left upper chest. I approached them and we all hovered together.
They introduced themselves as helpers and they said they were there because they had noticed that I was particularly keen on flying and they thought I could do with a few tips. They were very friendly and we had a laugh or two about some of my past near misses, and the times I couldn’t get off the ground. The woman told me to breathe more deeply before I lift myself up off the ground. We all took off and flew around together. When we stopped I asked him what makes us fly, and he told me that it was helium that was lifting us and helping us to fly. He followed up by saying that the air was changing to helium, and that soon everyone will be able to fly. We are changing from a carbon based earth and atmosphere to a crystalline one. And helium is part of the new air.
I spent quite some time with them and then they had to go. Their names were as clear as day, until I woke up! I’m sure they were either angels, or extraterrestrials on a mission.

These are more than dreams and im quite sure I have this town in the astral, or in another dimension.

If you are living an alternative life in your dreams, let me know.  I wonder how many around the world are having similar experiences.

More to come soon,



Some of the other dreams I have had that have been in the same places, are parts of my old high school, the assembly or concert hall. The old shop and house I grew up in, particularly the shop and the hill just up from it that led to the post office.
My mother worked as a telephonist, as well as running the general store with dad. Quite often one of us would take her some lunch, or dinner whilst she worked and sit there with her for a while if she wasn’t busy.
So this became a regular thing in my life, this hill, and of course it led to other areas of the town.
But I had many dreams when I was younger of trudging up that steep little hill just so I could run down it and take off flying! I would fly around the shops and wave to people I knew. Then down to the river, where I would follow the water, sometimes playing with it along the way. It was a sensational feeling. And over a few years I became very good at it.
I did quite a bit of bar work in my 20s, and for some reason it made an impression on my mind, because there is this tavern …..

Now over the years, amongst other wonderful dreams, I have been dreaming about all these places. They are always different scenarios, but the same place. And the beach, well it has been a regular thing in my dreams, and over a period of time it came to be not far from this tavern. The tavern was joined to a big old hotel with the weirdest entrances and stairwells. The school, as it turns out, wasn’t far from that with the concert hall amongst it.
There was always something going on in the hall. Concert practice, Music shows, important meetings etc., and I was always late. The tavern, is just a small bar with another room for meals, but this sometimes extended into the hotel. I was supposed to be working there, but I very rarely did. I was too busy socializing!
It was about 7 years ago, that my real life went financially downhill and I lost so much weight. I was extremely thin and unwell. I packed the rental, put everything into storage and we headed to our home town in another state. I needed my family around me.
We were there in my home town for 3 years, and in that time the dreamtown began to form and I began to go there in my sleep every night. I still do, to this day!
It is quite a big town now and I do have a car, and I live on a property on the outskirts!

To be continued…

By yellow00flower Posted in Blog