Since coming home we have been settling back into the season, our weekly rhythms and getting back on top of the garden. Wow grass can fly up in 10 days! But so can flowers and seedlings.
I dashed out this evening with the iPad to take the pics – unfortunately my camera is still making its journey back to me since I had a major blond moment and left it with our family on the boat in Fiji. Dohh! Thank you guys for getting it back to me – both sets of family!
There are SO many pansies, for a ‘annual’ they sure do reappear in spring! Quite a few of my other flowers are through too – the mini beds by the veggies have come away and in the background behind the onions (and right along behind the peas too) there are little sunflower seeds coming up. Hopefully around that area my generously sprinkled strawflowers, echinacea and cosmos will come up. And borage, I vaguely remember sprinkling borage!
My direct sew lettuce, onions and carrots are coming up and my tomato and courgette seedlings are coming up and beginning to look stronger. Nim has a little mini runner bean trellis next to my oregano and there are kale and little broccoli seedlings in the back bed by the trampoline too.
My cherry trees are blossoming which makes me happy, and the fruit trees are coming to life. And weeds, there are weeds everywhere!
And there was baking, there has been lots of baking.
So I have been prmising a peek at the garden for a while, meaning to join in with both Little Mountain Haven and Soule Mama with their weekly garden tours, not to mention the awesome garden of Little Coffee Beans.
So, anyway, I’ve been procrastinating. Mostly ‘cos it’s winter here, and my garden does not look like the other luscious green productive gardens, its more a brown and grey affair with little or no productivity at all. Seriously even my winter Kale have given up the ghost. And also because grey damp weather does nothing for making a grey damp garden look any better.
But we had good weather this past week, the garden has been given some love and attention. TLC it needed. It still needs more. 6 bales of pea straw arrived and were used within a few hours. Sacks of peat are distributed and barely make a dent on the beds that need topping up. But slowly little by little its coming together, beginning to look like a garden, something that might, one day, with a wish and a prayer, might just give something back. May be.
This weekend was great. Seriously a lovely epic awesome weekend (not counting poor hubby having to work both saturday and sunday afternoon and most of saturday night)
But truly it was fun, both days were filled with family time and mini adventures, time outside – well bundled up for little miss snotty – and lots of letting her lead the way and create her own journeys. Even if they were just through the farmyard or the dinosaur exhibition. It tired her out but she was so dignified with napping it off in the afternoon and rising cheery – and a little manic – for book time and supper.
Orana wildlife park on Saturday morning was busy but fun, we walked round, rode on the tractor train and played. It is incredibly well catered for with swings and trampoline as well as the animals, and there is acres of space. Highlights included having a Kea try and steal my camera while trying to take photos and Moo starting to ‘pose’ when you take a photo. 100% adorable. And hilarious.
We hit the city on Sunday. The museum was fascinating, Moo had a great time and then ran off steam in the gardens afterwards. They have ‘fossil’ digs and so many things for the kids to look and touch. Very refreshing from a lot of displays which are look only and touch on pain of death! The ‘leafy’ floor where the leves reacted to her standing and twirling around on was probably her highlight – she lay there for a long time, just moving her hands watching the ‘leaves’ dance away.
With broken nights and illness in our house we are having a quieter reflective week, enjoying the sights and sounds around our home and locale. It’s been great and we have had a great time hanging out and enjoying quiet activities and letting madam lead with her own suggestions. Like feeding the pony apples at the front door.
I love these signs of spring, they make my heart happy. Splashes of colour and brightness that make the place come alive after months of brown and grey.
Lily comes too, someone to cuddle when it gets to much for tired legs and minds. While expensive this Waldorf doll was the most wonderful buy for my girl, an expense we have never regretted. She has other dolls but none even compare to Lily with her warm wool hair and stuffing and beautiful face.
Baking with the thermomix – Moo requested ‘pink’ so we made pink cupcakes. I love this machine – it makes everything so easy!
We were graced with another wet cold weekend this week. Yeah, another. Hello spring, feel free to come in soon.
Some instapics form the last couple of days
Cats being used as babies, cakes, more cakes, laundry basket den, signs of spring, some crafting, some cooking and more signs of spring.
We are finding some new fresh ideas and calmer but firmer approaches are seeing off the terrible two challenges and have restored us back to a happy peace, more listening, more understanding. I am blessed with friends who understand, who get it, offer great ideas at just that right moment and share the delights when it all comes together.
Best quote of the weekend
The little blip we have currently is her getting up before her glow clock lights up.
Daddy “stay in bed until the sun comes out and you can have 2 tictacs in the morning” – dont ask, they are the ultimate treat *faceplam*
moo ” 5 tictacs”
daddy “no, 2”
Love this girl.
After a busy (wet) weekend we have tried to slow down this week. We are finding ourselves stuck in a cycle of toddlerisms, battles for control and the upper hand. Simple things are becoming tedious and hard. We need some time, some love and some strategies.
In that quiet we found a lot of lovely moments
I think Moo finds it hard as we try to make sure that she is allowed freedom to make decisions, steer herself as much as possible. To be herself. Unfortunately for me her current ‘self’ is strong willed, opinionated, loud and stubborn – the last one, seriously. She’s always been a great listener but suddenly I’m finding myself being ignored, polite requests are rebuffed and she’s mastered the bottom lip pout (which is adorably cute!). I find that as she ignores me I get frustrated and snappy and she then ignores my increasingly desperate and cross ministrations and it all goes south really fast!
This weeks highlights include having to leave a store with her screaming under my arm, and screeching her way round 1/3 of the grocers. While I know for some that’s pretty normal – for me they were both firsts and left me feeling out of my depth and blindsided. Suddenly weekly tasks we usually breeze though have become fraught.
And while I would really love to bring the smack-down (proverbially not literally) I know that for the most part the blame, or perhaps a better word is responsibility lies at my door and how I respond to her.
And we are slowing things down, taking time to enjoy the little things. Focus on affirming her good behaviour (of which there is a lot) and our communication. Hopefully remove the pressure that exacerbates the behaviour – from us both.
This was going to be a weekending post, but since I have no weekend pics – literally zero, zilch I decided to make it a ‘things Ive done’ post instead.
Things I do that me me, well, me. Bits of my life that define me and how I live.
I love to cook, Im not sure I’m a great cook, serviceable for family meals may be. We are passionate about trying to make our foods wholesome, tasty and healthy. And budget friendly. We are not vegetarian but we do aim to be low gluten wherever possible. I have a Thermomix which I love. Its not a ‘solve all’ that many expect but it does exactly what it says it can do and within those boundaries its great. I’m particularly fond of its risotto making capabilities!
So yeah, I cook (and currently take bad Instagram pics as I’m still sans camera) In order you are looking at; Crockpot cooked chicken, the stock made from it, banana apricot cake, black bean brownies – which are madams current favourite sweet treat.
Hubbies favourite healty treat – raw food date and coco balls
When I’m not toddler wrangling I can be found in the garden and I also try to run at least twice a week – try being the most telling word in that sentence. Before you go away and go ‘wow she runs’ I will admit I’m no ‘runner’. I jog at best and its a slow huffy puffy affair where I look like Im working extremely hard while not really going anywhere. Low points include realising that the dog is trotting, really trotting – no panting or tongue lolling in sight, along side me, and being overtaking by a 60+ something OAP who politely encouraged me to ‘keep it up girlie, your doing great’ as he sailed past.
The garden is a happy place for us all. We have a decent sized plot which keeps us (me) busy. We are extremely fortunate that we have enough grazing for our mini – supplemented by a little feed and occasional visits to friends for R and R. Since we moved in 3 years ago there have been loads of changes and hubby built 5 raised veggie beds out the back as well as 2 by the back door. We inherited a lot of ‘borders’ which I’m learning to fill in and look after in a low maintenance high colour way (its a steep learning curve that Im not on the top of yet!).
It doesn’t bother me in the sense of possession. It just saddens me that some of the ‘old’ and ‘loved’ bits and pieces I remember from her home have missed out on furnishing our cupboards and tables. So I’m trying to rectify that in the way my mum did for so much stuff. Little by little finding treasures for a bargain. Bits and pieces that remind me of my childhood. Not to mention finding our own new treasures and memories.
We had a lovely weekend. The weather was great, cool but sunny today and only a little overcast on Saturday. We got lots of garden and house chores done as well as collecting a little (or not so little!) keyboard we found 2nd hand for madam as she loves her music in all forms. Since the collection was miles away on the other side of the city (and next to the beach) we made a trip of it.
It was great to get to the beach but so sad to find ourselves driving through areas of town that are still so damaged and disrupted from the earthquakes which feel so very long ago. Feb 2011 will always be remembered in Christchurch, individually by each person for different reasons. Personally it was the day my mum went to town on her holiday over here with us. The one day she went to the city. A day truthfully, given where she was when the shakes hit, she was lucky to come out of unscathed.
It is so sad that it is still effecting so many people on such basic levels. We are so blessed her to be living like it barely happened and all lasting effect for us is positive. So many are still in flux and uncertainty.
Sunday we headed to our local market (we are creatures of habit) and on way serendipitously saw the steam train coming through our little town, great fun! We got pictures and drove along side it for about 10 km as we made our way towards Oxford.
At the market we unexpectedly but delightfully met friends there so shared our morning with them, ending with a trip to the river for our usual r&r before bedtime. The girls threw stones into the water, paddles (brave considering the temperature of the glacial river) and watched jet boats zoom about.
This afternoon I got chores done outside and we went for a bike ride. Poor hubby is still confined to walking slowly or the sofa so had to stay at home, this IT band injury is so unfair! Moo did some great stone painting with him afterwards and we had a delicious stockpot cooked chicken for supper with veggies and potato poms. Moo took down an entire bowlful!
It’s been school holidays this week so all our usual activities are off so we have been catching up with friends, hanging out at home in the garden and riding. There have been ups and downs.
Our cat went in for desexing last week, friday she went back in due to a aspiration induced lung infection and high temps. A day of fluids and anti-b’s seemed to sort her out and we carried on ok. Mid week I noticed her stitches were a bit weepy so took her in. Turn out the fat beneith the incision had turned necrotic.
Im cross for 2 reasons –
Firstly no mention was ever made last friday about a reaction to the stitches, I was told it was purely a lung issue and it was treated. If there had been a mention of it I’d have kept a closer eye on the wound for a start. Now they are saying both events are related. Secondly if they knew it was happening why didn’t the act then rather than wait until I brought her back in myself and they ended up removing huge amount of tissue. Now a simple spay has cost us over double the initial price, not to mention we have a cat who is still unwell and needs to go back in on Monday incase the op didn’t work and she needs a drain put in.
I don’t care about the cost, I’m pissed that they seem to have changed their story simply to try and get us to cover the cost of the drugs administered last friday for the lung infection by saying it was to treat the reaction the the stitches. Which weirdly was never mentioned to me nor on her notes. Garrrr just be honest.
Right enough of my whining, some fuzzy not very interesting images form our week (miss my camera!)
This cup seemed to appropriate this week, and the fist garden colour made me smile
Poorly fugly kitty
So much pony love this week
Other weekly highlights include a wonderful morning out at the local garden centre where madam ‘advised’ me on which plants to buy (out of the $5 bargain bin!), a lot of mumma and moo trampolining, swing time, coffee and fluffies together and hilarious conversations with a toddler. I love that during our down time away from the term time activities I get to really spend time just hanging out, listening to her, the stories and opinions and its brilliant.
“mama, we buy that plant, its lonely looking” – and dead by all accounts!
“I love Oobie, she has soft hair and pretty clips” – thats a deep friendship!
“I sharing my mallows with you mummy, but you not allowed to touch, share with your eyes”
Or my absolute favourite “I loves you mummy, you a funny bunny”
It seems that since I have become a ‘grown up’ the concepts of time have changed. My memories of the past include weeks that took soooooo long to pass, the concept of a month was an eternity. Suddenly now I find days flying by, the week begins and then its Thursday, literally what feels like minutes later. Plans to call frieds, meet for coffee, fit in that extra run all get pushed away. A quick ‘dash’ into the store to look for a picture frame and some spoons eats 30 minutes. Suddenly lunchtime arrives without the morning being used.
My mum used to say you have to ‘make time’ for things, but I dont think you can ‘make’ time. You simply ‘take’it. For me its about better organisation, portioning my time and fitting in as much as I can without feeling like I’m on a carousel that I cannot stop. Some day its about taking time to fit in all those little jobs, call the rubbish collection, call the physio, arrange the vet. Other times its actually about taking time to stop, taking a few minutes to simply sit and watch my girl. Learn from how she does it.
The daily rhythms of winter have started becoming ingrained to each day, fire lighting, wood chopping, indoor and outdoor activities. Running in morning frost and the sight of beautiful snow covered mountains.
We try hard to make sure that we balance the need to stay warm and dry with Moo’s need to exploration, physical activity and independent play. Inside we find she really struggles to settle down and play alone for any time, but when outside she’s totally happy to potter about by herself, chattering away just checking in with me.
This time of year both hubby and I find challenging around the property, everything looks a bit shabby (shabbier than usual!) and damp and brown and crusty. What veggies we have left are ending and looking decidedly unhappy, beds that I have turned and ready to seed are looking barren and empty. Branches from the recent storms litter the ground and the pea straw mulch all needs topping up as weeds and earth poke through the holes.
We have been looking round and see the drive that needs lining with washed boulders and recovering. The roof needs re-painting – after the earthquake repairs we have varies patches of different coloured steel mixed with the older moss green original roofing steel. Its a time of year we find ourselves planning, deciding what we need to do, the order of play. Start to dream dreams of summer and the things we can do to our little place in the world.
The days are flying by, but winter is feeling oh so long.
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