Crunchy.

Nasturtium, sage and mint water. Cleansing and refreshing.
There's been a great necessity for cleansing around here at the moment. Strange energy has been lurking in the corners.

It's so hard to take a leap of faith, learn from mistakes, and lead on doing what you love.
Is it always the right thing to do? Live your passion? Work your fingers and heads down to the wire and struggle the whole way through? I don't know. Time will tell, I guess.

I suppose things grow and change every day.
As do we.



Sometimes that growth just comes a bit more difficultly than usual.
And then there's always that ol' surprising glorious rainbow, or stolen moment of sheer happiness.

Ye gads - our house is the same colour of the rose!

Anyway - enough of that glum pondering...

We bought a very necessary piece of yard equipment this week...

Le Hammock!

Hours and hours of fun and special moments between siblings and adults alike.
It's pretty cool to have a hammock in our backyard.

And a few op shop finds... !

...and yet more hammock moments.
Preferably in jammies with the dew still on the lawn, thank you very much!

my view first thing this morning...

-- note to self: don't let Monty come toooo close while holding the camera!

Enjoy the good bits in this crunchy life, eh!?
xx

spring garden

the artichoke is already in the pot being cooked.
bunnies happily in their outdoor hutch.
new seedlings to be planted out.
blossoms anticipating their luscious fruit in a few months time.
figs plumping slowly
planted the purple king beans and crimson sunflowers today.
weeded the strawberry patch.

There's so much anticipation! I love spring.

"yes" is easier than I thought!

Today brought a day with a mantra of "say yes"

I scribbled it on our board to remind myself.

Be present with the kiddos.

Do the things they ask of you even if they're crazy or disturb me from what I am doing.
We had many morning teas - apples going out of the crisper left right and centre.
We had many visits outside Gretta's window to view her flower fairy playground that she created out of flowers from the garden.

We painted, we drew, we had a bike ride with a lesson for little miss (who currently thinks that she's to wait till she's 5 until she can ride a big girl bike - I assured her that big girl 4 year olds can do anything when they're 4 and of course she can learn now!)

So - what do you say when a friend brings a little abandoned wombat to you?

You say yes. I'll look after it.

And we did.

even if only for a few little hours.

I popped it into my baby sling and did the dishes, and said yes 

to every child that came past me asking to look at or pat the little baby wombat. 

He was surely cute. And built like a brick shithouse for being so very small. 

We rang the lady that deals with wildlife around these parts and she took him from us 

to take back to her place and feed it special wombat food. 

I did have a fleeting moment when little Wombat was considered to be raised by us. Abruptly put to rest by a "are you bloody kidding me" look by the Mr. Followed by a very clear and concise, "NO."

But I do believe that we have quite enough of the animal kind to look after for now. So, ooookay....

later... we packed a picnic Leek Soup and headed out for Walkerville. We had a chilly breeze, but warm soup and many faces filled with love.
Cracked some pecans, ate some watermellon, and came back home with a lighter heart.
Walkerville always does that for us.

and tomorrow???