Like Kindy All Over Again.

Mr 17 in kindergarten:

My Mr 17 is back at school today. Although I am a little anxious I think he'll be okay. I keep looking at the phone expecting him to call me to pick him up. But it has not rang yet. After six weeks of spending almost every waking moment together, I miss him. It is quiet. Very quiet. And I miss him. Like kindergarten all over again.

Start them young!

This is my darling Mr 8 using a knife and chopping board for the first time (not that he has used either at any other time, mind you). He really wanted to help and I could not deny him the chance of chopping up some green capsicum.

The finished product ready to use in a tomato reduction:

  Although he is not very fond of this vegetable, it is his favourite colour! 

And that is a good enough reason to handle it, don't you think?

Missing my Sydney winter...

My roma tomato plant sprinkled with frost.

Hubby's mallet was not spared either

Yard and neighbouring house

Roses rising up from the frost

Sparkly roses

More tenacious roses

Frost-blanketed grass

Oh how I love our winters,

Only two seasons to go!

Having been under the weather (sorry, bad, bad pun!) myself, I have been going over some pictures from a few months ago.

 I hope you enjoy them.

Mervat

x

No denyin' it's Spring-time

My backyard, full of wisteria,

daisies,

roses

 

and plum blossoms...

Spring and a smile

We are home and it feels so good. Although it has been a difficult couple of weeks our darling, patient and brave Mr 17 is recovering slowly. Thank you for all of your thoughts, prayers and good wishes. They are very much appreciated.

In the preceding days, and even though we had a huge hospital window overlooking trees and a park, I did not see a single bud. These days were dim and cloud-filled. On the morning drive home from hospital, our son safely bundled beside us, I could not help but notice an overnight explosion of all varieties of flora creating spectacular arrays of textures and colours.

It is Spring.

Blossoms, birds and butterflies in abundance. Our son is smiling.

What a beautiful, beautiful day.

Mervat.
xo