bunnies chicks and clicks

It's all winding down to the holidays.
Tomorrow we set off for our days sleeping out... off into the crisp and colourful freedom that is our *backyard* in search of adventure, discovery, wild things, places to dip the toes and just sit and listen and be a while.
But in the meantime the sewing of rabbits and chickens for Easter baskets has been completed...

and Easter bonnet parades have been marched most proudly with pink bunnies on our heads...

and Mama has gifted herself with a much anticipated toy to capture the long long weekend...


and hopefully do a little learning in the process...boy there are a lot of buttons to play with.
Click click click.

a hat for her

I've been sewing hats this week...
My machine has been gently whirring again these last two days thanks to a very early birthday gift from my sweet sister. She, much to my gasping surprise secretly heeded my (honestly)casual and inadvertent wish to the universe and filled my hands with this much desired little book last week.

And while red stitches zigzagged across rounds of fabrics, once belonging to the intended wearers Grandmother, and vintage buttons were placed and hand stitched in just the right spots for embellishment I couldn't help but think back to a conversation I had with my girl in the days before...

It was an ordinary drive home from school and a discussion began about what she wanted to be when she *grew up*. Expecting her wish to be a Princess to be declared again, I prepared myself for my own enthusiastic declaration that "of course you will be a Princess my darling".

Instead we proceeded through a huge list of amazing possibilities only to end in a slight pause from the Princess in waiting before she most assuredly, in her most assured little girls voice stated... "Mummy you know what? I just want to be me when I grow up".

Oh my sweet girl...if that's what you know you want to be already then my little one you will be perfectly happy in whatever hat you put on. Your Mama on the other hand is still figuring that one out... but I'm close.

By the way...she loves her new Mama made hat and even more so she loves that she has found something to sew her favourite huge button on... just to look herself as well.

around here

It seems indeed, after all this time, I can successfully grow tomatoes.
Beautifully perfectly imperfect organic roma tomatoes.
And indeed the boy and I can sit in the sunshine while we easily devour half a dozen of them straight from the bush and grin broadly at each other.

to scout and to discover

With Easter quickly approaching us and the talk of spending those days amongst the trees and the wild freedom of the country at risk of remaining just talk, we ventured out in search of some open skies and open spaces this weekend...

An adventure to...
ward off some wander lust...
relieve a large amount of captive frustration with the indoors due to the (lovely) ongoing downpours of late...
escape, for just a little bit, all the craziness that is living within a building site though it was only for a short while (I have to tell you our deck has far superseded our expectations!)...
and most importantly to discover and investigate possible camping locations for the impending holidays.

We found ourselves traversing down back roads and farm lane ways from the Albert river to Running creek.....

to dip our toes and stand together indulging in the great meditative art of rock throwing....

to find old bones to fascinate us....

to scout, to breathe and best of all to discover new places for adventure and ultimately an outdoor *home* for the coming holiday.
Hopefully the perfect nest in nature for us to escape to to nourish ourselves and celebrate it all.