Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts

Thursday, 29 December 2011

THe slow down

I honestly can't remember much of December 2011 and it was even a quiet one! Finally we have stopped and no better place than by the beach at Lake Tyres. It takes us all a few days to finally stay in our PJ till 1pm but finally today we do. The big kids have extended their adventure boundaries to include the beach by themselves although the water is still off limits. The baby now 9 1/2 months enjoys exploring the house, verandas and grass near the house. The local wombat has excavated a new hole under the shed and we wait at dusk to meet her in person. A few more days left to gel together as a family before heading back to the city to enjoy the long summer days of catching up with friends and exploring the city. Although there at many highlights such as the birth of Ambrose it has been a busy year and I look forward to leaving 2011 behind and enjoying 2012.

Saturday, 26 June 2010

June 2010_School Holidays_day 1

What better way than to start the holidays than to acquire a piece of equipment that can generate freedom. With a 12.8kg old school steel bike, Felix has found riding a chore rather than the freedom to move, accelerate and weave. So we hit the bike shop in search for the BYK.
Felix undertook a test ride and had a wide excited smile, he was in love, while I thought he looked so comfortable so my mind was made up.
After a ride home (I could hardly keep up with the new machine and its boy) we heading out country to play with Sabina and burn a bonny. Heavy rain and two widely excited dogs greet us on our return. Day 1 of the holidays is over.

Monday, 21 January 2008

Blackberry Delight

Giggles of delight are heard from behind. I pass another handful of organic wild blackberries over my shoulder. The berries are quickly grabbed and shoveled into Matilda's mouth. I push through the rapid upstream to the next blackberry bush. Matilda impatiently taps me on the shoulder, grunts for more and becomes annoyed as I leave blackberries behind. The blackberries taunt us- so ready to be picked but so high and unachievable to pick. Matilda's face and hands are covered in deep purple blackberry juice when I put her down from the carrier.