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.
At some of the adventures with Nana
Madam is 3. I am such a proud mama.
We had a wonderful party for her with some of her buddies. She wore her crown and ‘fairy dress’ and danced and played. fun as had by all. She has been loving having Nana here with us. Cheeky, funny and a wicked sense of humour. Tired and cranky at times. This is three. I like it.
So the last few days of the holiday were spent back at Vuda Marina on the boat, relaxing, swimming, music evenings. Bliss. It went so fast, literally flew by, with the perfect combination of relaxing and doing. No wasted days but also delightful quiet moments. Time to simply enjoy. And read books. I read 4. Yup 4 in 9 days!
After a swim on the final morning we flew home, a long day but good flights and little moo was awesome.
It was a great holiday. I never did ‘family holidays’ as a kid, never really did extended family. It was so beautiful watching madam with her grandparents. How she interacts, her love and enjoyment in having more people in her life. Making new memories, tucking away special moments, little keepsakes, reminders in our home. So now we savour family time, unconditional love and awesome fun. Heres to lots more adventures.
The next is coming up, 3 times around the sun, celebrated with Nana Sue!
So after a few days at Vuda Point we sailed out to Musket Cove. It was the most beautiful place and we had a wonderful few days.
She slept on the sail out, passed out in the cockpit with us, oblivious to salty splashes and gusty breezes. We arrived in late afternoon, and after a little wiggle getting moored up we went for a explore. Bliss. Dream sunsets and warm sand and fish filled water.
We had beach bar BBQ’s and found friends for Moo, she had such fun and happily played with a couple of kiwi kids who were holidaying on their grandparents boat. Such lovely kids, the sort you meet and hope that yours turns out as nice. Incidentally they shared the flight back with us as well and were so patient and kind – although did return madam at one point with a very polite ‘Please can you have her now, she’s kind of annoying’. Ha.
We swam in the sea with stripy fishes, found hermit crabs, swam in the salt water pool – madam was not a fan of the ‘yucky tasting water’ – the fact your not meant to drink pool water seemed to have passed her by.
It was family. Warm and inviting.
We are home, back, settled. the unpacking is done and life is back into its usual routines and rhythms. I will break this up otherwise it will be photo overload. actually it will probably be photo overload anyway, but hey, I tried!
Our time away was spent in Fiji. With amazing family. Who were patient and dignified and fun (even in the face of a cross overwrought small person and some pretty impressive hollering). It was fantastic, we relaxed, enjoyed, explored and even got a little tanned. We stayed with them on the yacht after a very unexpected but very very appreciated treat of a couple of night in the local report. Tropical cabins, air con, ‘BULA’ in flowers on the bed – just like the travel brochures!
And thats just the first 3 days! Lots of swimming, fire dancers, beach walks, more swimming, exploring the marina (Moo was completely in love with the dolphin on the bow of the big boat) A bar for mum and dad and Catherine and GP Mike with a swing and ‘pirate boat’ for her. Not to mention the friends she made.
It was so wonderful to share it with people who understand us, to see Moo loving her family, jumping right in where we left off earlier in the year. It makes my heart happy to see her relationships growing, the way she interacts and shares with others. Her adorable ‘I love you’ as she descends the cabin ladder, knowing full well any other talking would be swiftly shushed – but an ‘I love you’ – well that’s sacred.
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