A new mountain to climb

January 26, 2009

A massive load of sawdust from a local mill arrived to be used as mulch for the garden. Who knew it would provide hours of fun. It's been fun to watch the joy on their sweet little faces. Climb to to the top.

Soar through the air.

Soft landing.

Erm, just one problem. When ever I attempt to fill the wheelbarrow from the mountain, I'm met with hysterical cries of "don't wreck our mountain mama!" Oh dear...

A slow day

November 6, 2008

We've all been so busy round here lately. Today was needed to catch our breath. Hugo has been, well, quite frankly, a ratbag. And I feel that he suffers the most when life whirls around him, which is why he behaves so erratically.

Today was a happy day. A slow day. Just me and him. No meetings (I currently find myself on 5 committees!), no long car trips, no swimming lessons or athletics carnivals, not even a trip to the shops. Just some gardening, some baking, some drawing. Lots of tea and cuddles, trying to get our rhythm back. And watching the rain...we need more days like today...

A rather lovely hour

October 10, 2008

I must admit although spring is lovely, I do like the cold weather, and autumn is my favourite season (as I type, a whopping big blowfly buzzes around the room to verify this thought). So I'm a little wistful reading about mamas in the other part of the world embracing "fall" by celebrating harvests, picking and eating new season apples and canning, canning, canning.

Meanwhile, we're at the seasonal crossroads here in Tasmania, still eating last season's apples while waiting for those juicy summer peaches, cherries, apricots and berries to appear....can't wait.

So, inspired by all those apple pies being made by the blogging mamas, Hugo and I made a monster one today. A rather lovely hour as I sat and peeled apples whilst Hugo contentedly played with his dough. Happy times.