A moment from this week that I want to pause, savour and remember. A special moment.


April 11, 2015 This Moment








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A walk in the bush. Not our usual haunt but a lovely place (particularly now the wasps have settled down) The rains have rejuvenated the area. Leaves have plumped up, mosses look soft and springy. Some of the trees are tentatively turning towards autumn colours, hews of red, orange and gold are appearing.

Of course there was also a paddle at the river on the way home. Why she wanted to paddle I have no idea. It wasn’t exactly balmy and warm, sunny yes but with definitely cool undertones. But in she went anyway. Fully clothed. 

Her shirt is a Lennon blouse from Brownie Goose that I modified during the sew-a-long that was done on Amy’s Blog so it has a lovely peter pan collar. I think of all my patterns this is my favourite. There is something to incredibly simple yet classic about it. And versatile. 


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We had a wonderful walk through the woods on Easter morning. Wearing her easter tutu from Grandpa and her Catherine. Woolly hat from nana. And welly boots. Because, you know. That’s how she rolls. She munched mini eater eggs as we walked and played bears as we chased and ran. Conversation included whether there were wolves in the woods – no. Dragon shaped cloads – if you tilted your head, squinted a little and closed one eye. The easter bunnies activities for the rest of the year. Does the easter bunny hibernate? Have alternative employment? Do ballerinas wear tut’s all day everyday.

Her mind jumps from one idea to the next, like a butterfly flitting between flowers. She was braver than usual. Exploring into the trees until we had to suggest that perhaps in light of her attire the path might be a better option. Some days I feel like I say ‘listen to me’ a thousand times. Are her ears made of play dough? Nope. But my words are vying for attention among the multitudes of thoughts that are rushing around in her head, ideas, questions, statements of intent.

I’m not going to lie. 4 is hard. Harder than 3. Much harder than 2 (which was a breeze). But its more fun too. Her joy and imagination sprinkle magic and wonder onto the everyday. She is able to embrace true independence and self reliance in little everyday tasks. That’s life affirming stuff when your 4. Or as we say … She feels 10 foot tall and bullet proof.

April 7, 2015 Homelife


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Leaving chalk drawings for the easter bunny. Along with little messages. I adore that at this age there is still magic. Real magic. She left her egg hunting basket outside the door with a carrot in it. Along with some pictures and a note. She didn’t want an egg this year. She wanted ‘Pet Birdies’. Which charmingly the easter bunny obliged and brought for her. Leaving bunny paw prints on the steps as he hopped up and down. A little note saying thank you for the carrot and some bits in her basket, a chic hen, bunny mask and tail. 

We set out a little table for her, mini eggs and treats from Nana. A bunny plate from us. Ballet specials from Grandpa and her Catherine.  We had a wonderful walk in the morning and a quiet afternoon 


April 6, 2015 Homelife


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Her concentration on the dance moves

April 4, 2015 52 Project


Joining Soulemama for ~ This Moment. A moment from this week that I want to pause savour and remember. A special moment.


Keeping the cloud theme. Th sky this morning. Hubby woke me so I could get up and see it. Needless to say his photography skill surpass mine and he captured it in its full glory.

April 3, 2015 This Moment


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One of the things I do love about living on this big flat wide open plain. With its slight unnerving lack of hills, is the skies.
And more importantly the clouds. Sadly my photography doesn’t even come close to capturing the amazing shapes of cloud we get. But I tried today as we had the funny little cotton wool ball/alien spaceship clouds, just hanging about in the big blue above us. That and the huge big nearly full moon.

April 2, 2015 Homelife

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