A trip up the coast to see the adolescent seal pups at one of their more unique haunts last weekend. An inland, fresh water waterfall pool. They make their way up there by themselves, exploring from the rocky beaches. It is a magical place and to be just a foot or two away as they splash and dive and play its very special.
Supper at a little roadside pub on the long drive home 🙂
Amadee Island is a 45 min fast ferry ride form Noumea. A simply must to day trip. I’m not usually one for ‘day trips’ as such – well, not really one for anything formally organised. But this was awesome! From the ferry ride out there, the beach, wildlife (read sea snakes, extremely venomous but also extremely docile) turtles, reef sharks, multitudes of fishes seen from the glass bottomed boat. The staff on the trips were knowledgable and friendly, happy to natter away to madam and answer her endless questions. We walked and swam and lay in the shade. Had a wonderful lunch with music and rum punch. It was a perfect last day.
The first snow of 2015 fell last night. Proper big fat awesome snowflakes. Ok, by morning it was more of a icy crust on the ground. But it was pretty and sparkly and white.
Nims present arrived late on Wednesday night. She was inside, watching Mary Poppins with all the curtains closed.
Madam went to bed. I spent the evening cleaning and scrubbing, hanging and arranging. Thursday the curtains stayed closed and we blindfolded madam to get her to and from preschool. Hubby cut carpet tiles and built shelf units. I sewed curtains and hung them.
Friday morning dawn wet and raining but with open curtains and a very happy Moo as she turned 4. Four times around the sun. I am not sure where this time has gone. How suddenly my baby has changed. She is intelligent with a sharp sense of humour. Seems to excel at most that she tries but has no inclination to show off the skills she has, preferring to quietly just get on with it. She can be dramatic and stubborn. Thoughtful and staunch.
Her face was pure delight and made the preceding 36hours totally worth it. She had worked out what it was – a tiny 2 second peek while retrieving a cat from the windowsill combined with not being allowed to look outside gave it away (nice to know she has her dads detective brain) but actually seeing it up close, going inside. Well that was magic.
Easter day. Egg hunt in the garden – well carrot and bunny hunt really. Park and River. Bike and stream. This sunshine is just to good to waste. Wearing her mama made Easter foxy woxy tunic.
Total picture overload. Sorry. But really I’m not. After a week of rain the day dawned bright and there was a golden orb in the sky radiating heat. Awesome.
So on Easter Saturday we headed into the city to the museum (no pictures) and then to the botanic gardens to revel in the reds, golds, yellows and oranges of the season. Yes I am aware that for 95% of you reading this red, gold and orange are not the colours that leap to your minds when you think of Easter. I’m aware. It’s odd.
But it was spectacular – seriously beautiful. The colours, the meandering river. Dabbled light through huge leaves. The paths and our little one, dashing along on her bike. She’s so speedy now. Confident and happy. There a lot of personality but she’s fun to take out and explore with. I think it suits her ever motoring brain and active body.
It was packed with families and couples. Old, young and in-between. Tourists. People marvelling at not only the natural colour and texture of the gardens and parks but also the beauty of a city that has previously been so devastated. In so many parts reduced to a chillingly literal state of rubble.
It was a perfect autumn day. A wonderful start to the easter weekend.
Ok, I split this into two posts as I realised the number of photos was just to overwhelming for one post (possibly to overwhelming for two – but hey ho)
Our road trip down, sitting eating strawberries together on a well earned break. 6h of driving is hard on a little person. But she coped. Bird park, dancing while waiting for daddy to take arty water shots. Walking on the promenade. Biking at Arrowtown. Gosh its beautiful there. But busy, oh so busy. Definitely not a place we want to live. Scenery, place, size all perfect. Volume of tourists, to high. And I grew up in a tourist area! Splashing in the river. Glorious evening supper outside. Jumping and climbing.
Ok, yeah. It was to many pictures.
Today was a day of parts, a good start, a rocky mid morning. Lightened by a lovely walk after lunch in the forest. It a place that usually does that for us, revives and relaxes simultaneously. It feels wild and friendly at the same time. Our canine buddy keeps us company. She loves him. We pause to become distracted by twigs and logs, jumping and twirling.
My love of woodland I think I got from my mum. She loved the woods. We spent hours wandering when I was a child. Chatting, collecting kindling, building forts, playing hid and seek. Teddy bears picnics. Quintessential England. Perfection. Woods, river and bridges. Pooh sticks and toy boats.
I hope that Moo and remember these moments like I do. Fleeting memories of hide and seek – complete with the memory of thinking that if I couldn’t see mama she couldn’t see me, despite the fact I was behind a 6inch wide sapling. A flash of colour behind my eyes that brings back a broken visual of a tiny island and camp fires. Sharing and apple and burning the core. Today I missed my mum.
In other news she still lets me wear her. BEST moment of the while day. LOVE how she chatters in my ear.
We had a great day. Such fun. Good friends, to much food. Happy Moo.
Today Moo announced that the ‘fairies’ could come and take her nummies. Just like that. Her choice. She’s a big girl now.
In fairness we have mentioned it a few times, just that when she’s ready, the nummy fairy takes them for another abby and she gets a gift. And today. Boom.
So we hung her nummies on the peach tree ina brown paper bag and she toddled off to bed. No stress. Took a little longer to drop off and had a few extra cuddles. This evening I made her some wings and a little knitted fairy, and a little sparkly wand (which she’s been coveting for AGES!)
I’m really hoping she see’s it as a fair exchange.
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