frosty

how fun it is to play in the snow. the last few days have been so much fun. the kids are fearless tobogganists. the mountains and the snow are magical. i feel refreshed. maybe it was the cool mountain air , or the magical scenery or the kids excitement and our excitement..the absence of work and phones and computers..all together it was so great.

i need a bigger washing basket for me and melinda to sit in.

funday

such a funday this sunday was. a shop full of old stuff. waiting for us to come and find the treasures. and find we did. see my cute little bird in bird cage. its a wind up tin toy. the bird moves up and down eating its food. and makes a sound like some strange bird (if you use your imagination) i love it. i love it.
tomorrow im going to buy some oranges because i now have a beautiful glass hand juicer. lets forget about the super dooper juicer machine sitting on the kitchen bench for a minute. this glass one is beautiful.
melinda almost lost her voice from all the squeals of delight. she was in doiley and button and thread and,,......it went on and on,.......heaven.
or maybe it was from the drive home when we stopped to uproot a tree or two/get a specimen cutting.. and almost got locked in jail by a passing policeman. im exaggerating. but im not sure what hana was thinking as she watched her mum and her aunty laughing so hard with gum tree branches filling the front of the car.
a perfectly fun day. and we squeezed in some food at the bakery.
i arrived home to find the cubby in the lounge room has grown to almost fill the whole lounge room. you have to crawl to get to the other side.
and the dishes in the kitchen almost made it impossible to get in there too.
so i spent the afternoon singing with Sarah Blasko while we cleaned the house together and smiled about the fun two sisters can have together.

noisy happy life

my hand is all the more beautiful ( it was looking quite wrinkled and showing its age) now that it is decorated with beautiful warm brown henna

our home is full of laughter and screams of delight and noise and random things being thrown across the room by our little Hana

the garden has beautiful silver birches planted and silver princesses waiting patiently to be planted

our melindatrees is home. i think i might go plant her in the garden too, so she cant go anywhere

this winter weather is really beautiful. the cold makes me happy. the mud, not so happy. the rainbows, happy.

home

this tree , i think may be , the most beautiful tree ive ever met. she lives in bendigo. ive sat near her twice in the past two days. every part of her is so perfectly beautiful.

she is the silver princess tree.

i am loving these grey cold rainy days. i can happily live in this weather with a wood fire to cosy up to and just an appearance of sunshine every now and again.

we have my sister and her hana-pie safely snuggled up in our home.

today was a great day.

the cows take over the blog

yes, so following on from the last post with the reality of the situation. the reality is the kids bounced back from chicken pox and are full of childish joy. i bounced back and seem to keep bouncing..up down up down. nothing unusual.

the reality is that our love birds have two little babies in their nest for the first time and after laying countless eggs.

and that a sick calf named chocolate is consuming the thoughts and emotions of the girls as they try to nurse it back to health. and i ride the emotions with them.

the reality is ive been cleaning the house madly, giving away stuff and burning the rest in my own little bonfire ceremonies.. i need to make some space. for sanity and...

.. for a little kid to run with the bigger kids. and a big big kid to play with us.

and making a new bed for a princess to sleep in. and probably her little princess too. and my bed loving princess couldnt resist so tonight she is sleeping in it.

the reality is im trying not to burst with excitement, to conserve energy.. because its only 3 more sleeps until they get here.

just three. and one of those is on the plane. so really just two.

i know my blog is going all weird on me.

truth is im trying so hard to sew some clothes but i dont get any further than piling fabric up on the table and flicking through pattern books that i dont understand, but i like.