Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Introducing these gorgeous girls...



                                                                                   Milly and Martha!

I love a man with a plan and for as long as we've been on the hill, and probably before that even, Sherb's been researching and planning how to get some livestock up here. Something that'll cope with the weather, keep the grass down and generally add visual interest to the landscape (or maybe that was my plan).

Anyway, he decided on these beautiful blondes and after he'd finished fencing their top paddock, he brought them home. And we're all in love!


I mean, how could you not fall in love with their gorgeous (newly shorn) locks, fluffy ears, long necks and skinny little faces? And those dreamy eyes and luscious lashes? I can't stop giggling when I drive up the driveway and see those long necks peeking above the grass. They are so cute!


Well, maybe not everyone's in love. Clemmie's terrified (although she includes them in her bedtime prayers along with every other animal she knows, and asks about them all the time). Ajax doesn't appear to be either. He's a little shellshocked, I think we all are. Sherb's thinking positively, he reckons the girls are loving the view. I think they're wondering how the hell they got here? And what's with the pesky dog? And when can they go home to the alpaca farm? I wish I could get a photo of the cat, Claude watching them from a safe distance, I don't think he's quite recovered from their arrival. He's very wary.


Anyway they're here to stay and please God they stay strong and healthy. They've just survived their first storm overnight which was worrying, although I was reminded that they've come from a cold climate so they can cope with cool and windy conditions. But they are in the family way so add that to the list of worries. Sherb doesn't do things by halves, he didn't just want a pair of alpacas, he wanted more babies too. 

Yep, in what seems like one of the longest periods in animal gestation, two baby alpacas will be born in 11 months time. And apparently those of us with the smallest hands will be on standby for delivery. Felix darling, that might be you. I'll be on standby with the hot water and towels. 

Stay tuned!

Thursday, 9 October 2014

Weekly (Monthly!) Stills: A Collection




Look I'm not even going back to see how long ago I posted my last set of "Weekly Stills". It should be monthly stills at this rate. Anyway, let's get back into it. Here's what's been going on over the last little while, and as usual, it's mostly about the garden.

  1. That right there is my pride and joy. I bought that orchid last year from the bargain bin in the nursery for about $5 I think; it was well past its flowering prime and having never grown a moth orchid before I thought I'd give it a whirl. Remember months ago I posted a photo of what I thought was a flower bud? Well that turned out to be a flower spike and from that spike at least 7 flowers have appeared. So exciting! I look at it every morning to check on its progress, am just like a mother hen.
  2. The neighbour's sheep. This is the reason I haven't cooked a leg of lamb for my family for about 3 years, I just can't hear the bleats of those baby lambs and then serve them up to my kids. Good thing the kids (or Sherb) don't care, what they didn't have they don't miss, or words to that effect. 
  3. Baby's tears overflowing.
  4. Here's the orchid again in our happy place, a corner of our bedroom. This has been my hiding spot these school holidays, it's amazing how if I sit here with the cushion over my right shoulder I can't be seen by my kids or husband. They all come in, look in the wardrobe and the bathroom, yell out "Muuuum!" and then disappear, leaving me alone. It's incredible, it's like an invisible chair. Is it just me or do those chair legs look wonky to you too? Better go check on that situation...
  5. And there's another orchid. I can't take any credit for those gorgeous blooms, they were already in full flowering mode when I bought it home. I couldn't resist the colour. Fingers crossed I can keep it alive for another year too.
  6. I got down on the ground to show you just what those jolly kangaroos have done to the liriope. We thought we were planting it to use as a pretty border for the garden bed, the skippies thought we'd planted it for their evening meal! See how short they are? It's interesting how they've left alone the aggies, the roses, the lamb's ears and salvias, but love liriope. Tune in next week when I'll show you the fence Sherby whipped up to keep them out. It's incredible what one man can do.
  7. Someone had her nails done. Courtesy of her adored cousins. Red for the fingers and violet on the toes. Exactly the same as the adored cousins' fingers and toes. Naturally.
I don't want to make any promises I can't keep, but I think I might have got my blog mojo back. It's been missing for a while, I feel like I haven't much to say. Still have some worries with Ruby Doo's poor old head which is scary and I've just been wanting to keep an eye on her instead of the internet. Although I do love sticking a photo on instagram every now and then. Usually of the view or a flower or two. But it would be good to keep posting them over here too. Will give it another go. Hope all's well in your worlds xx

Friday, 5 September 2014

Thursday Thankful



I have to apologise for the lack of blogging. It's been a while between posts and I only have tonsillitis to blame. But now that I have my voice and a bit of energy back, I have a lot to be thankful for...

  • lovely friends who check in to see how you're going.
  • a cat miraculously healing his sore paw without an expensive trip to the vet. I'm looking at you Claude, what a relief.
  • getting some days' work at a lovely school.
  • a little girl wearing her new hearing aid and having her teachers tell me what a difference it's been making. I'm looking at you darling Clementine, good girl!
  • beautiful drenching rain to fill the tanks and kick-start rose season!
  • true love....ahhh....Sherby and I were at a beautiful wedding recently and all I could think about was how happy endings and new beginnings are possible and how dreams really can come true...I know, mush mush mush...you can imagine the tears, I was bawling like a baby. So embarrassing.
  • husbands who dance at weddings! Sherby, I'm looking at you, we didn't know you had it in you!
  • compliments. Let me tell you, if ever you need a bit of a pick me up, help out in a kindergarten class. The compliments from the five and six year olds are overwhelming. You'll walk out of there on cloud nine believing that your hair really is beautiful, as is your outfit and jewellery and lipstick and you'll feel this way all afternoon. I can highly recommend it.
  • kids who stun you with their poetry homework.
  • and rainbows on the days I really need them. Took the photos above one Sunday not long ago on a really special weekend for the kids in the family. I know I harp on about the rainbows but I do see them as a gift and am so grateful when they appear. 
Am joining in with you Bron!



Monday, 11 August 2014

Ten on Ten



Joining in again with Rebekah, taking ten photos over ten hours on the tenth day of, AUGUST? On a beautiful Sunday, one of those great days to just hang out at home. 


Friday, 8 August 2014

Thursday Thankful

For only the second time in the five years you've been gone, I dreamed about you last night my Daisy blossom. Some nights I go to bed asking you to come to me in my dreams and you never do, but for whatever reason, last night you did. And I'm so glad.

There was a lot going on in that dream. But I keep thinking about the parts with you in it. We were staying together at Bear Cottage, and your father and brother were across the way in a little unit near a beach. There was no Ruby or Clementine. In the dream, for three days I was gathering you up and taking you over in the early mornings to visit your Pa and Felix. And then I'd take you up to a lookout point on top of the beach, where we'd stand in the dark waiting for the sunrise. You were wrapped like you always were, asleep in your soft pink blanket, and you looked as beautiful and as peaceful as you always did. 

And just like that, the dream was over. I woke up with tears in my eyes and told your father about you. I said to him that I could really feel you, the weight of you and how close you were right there with me just as I opened my eyes. It just felt so real. I've thought about the dream and that feeling all day, and it's made me cry. 


I feel like I take photos of the sun rising all the time. It's hard not to, living up here. Every one is different and all of them are equally as glorious. I was up really early on Monday morning when I took these photos.

I can't help but think that I was dreaming about the sunrise after seeing this one. I've been wondering what that dream means. Were the three mornings referring to the three years of Daisy's life? Does the sunrise mean new beginnings? Was I standing there offering her up and letting her go? Were we saying hello or goodbye? Was Ruby not in the dream because I've been so worried she's leaving me too?

I could spend all day wondering but I don't suppose it really matters. It was such an unexpected and special experience to be so close to Daisy and to feel her again. I can't tell you how lovely it was.

And for that, this week and every week, I feel so very thankful.


Joining in here with you Bron.




Friday, 1 August 2014

Friday Sky Day.


Took these photos this afternoon over an hour or so. It was freezing, the wind was icy and although I'm no expert, I wouldn't be surprised if somewhere out there, those clouds held snow. 

And I still love how quickly the light changes, especially when the sun sinks below the hills behind us and then highlights the tops of the mountains out along the range with that glowing red and orange. They really channel their inner Uluru don't you think?



Overall, the effect is stunning Mother Nature, keep up the great work!

Joining in with Skywatch Friday.

Monday, 28 July 2014

Weekly Stills: A Collection



It's been weeks and weeks since I took photos of our week! Here's a few taken since the last time, well before school holidays I think?
  1. Sometimes when it's stormy, the sun suddenly peeks out and so does my camera. I will never tire of that gold and navy colour combo in that incredible light.
  2. A new garden bed. You know what I'm planning to plant in the middle between the hedge and the liriope don't you. Yep, more roses.
  3. These have been on high rotation lately, whistle blowers courtesy of the speechie, and tiny teddies. Clem needs to learn to blow those blowers and not just to put her lips on them and go "mmmm".
  4. I think it might be official. We have a little leftie in the family!
  5. Books, Peppa, a tutu and pink boots. A few of her favourite things.
  6. You thought you'd seen the last of the rose photos now that it's winter didn't you? So did I! But the Mon Petit Chou had other ideas and is still blooming. Talk about confusing. Think I'll get those pruning shears out this week.
  7. I think that this might be one of my all time favourite photos. That's Peppa's parents, Mummy and Daddy Pig, sitting up at the kitchen table in the dollhouse. Don't they look like they've just collapsed in fits of giggles? Wonder if wine was involved?
  8. And poor old Claude, presiding over the firewood, out of reach of the dog. Claude, how I wish I was not so allergic so that you and Caspar could be indoor cats. You could totally snuggle up on the beds. That would be the best! But sadly Claude, I think that will only happen in our dreams. 

Joining in here with Em.