Birdlife Presence

In my quest to be more present in my everyday life, I have been noticing more. One of the blessings about living where we do is that we are descended upon each day with a colourful spectrum of birds in the dozens... or more. I scarely know their names nor can I match them to all the songful calls that fill our skies here. I have taken to pointing them out to our little one and while we're admiring, I've been photographing them....
Look at these noisy crazies...

and this little cutie made itself quite at home....

on the edge of my yoga mat...

This is one of many kookaburras that fill the area with cheer each day...

and this little cutie is one of a pair who have been dancing together and

drinking sweet nectar from the pom pom flowers...

There are so many more.... lorikeets, magpies, doves, pee wees (is that really what they're called?)

I am really enjoying connecting with nature in this way. Such lovely visitors.

Visiting Grandma

There’s a place we go in the Hills,
Where there’s room to run and fly
To stir and mould and bake
And watch the clouds go by

It’s filled with trees and flowers
Leaves the colour of sun
Lace on the windows
And so much time for fun!

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We feed the chooks that lay no eggs
We run with the dogs that don’t nip!
We pick citrus fruit from the orchard
And from rosy tea cups we sip.

There’s so much to love in this pretty place
And there’s one thing that’s best by far
It’s being close and having hugs
With ‘specially wonderful Grandma. xx

Bud Babies

Lately, we have had a few special little friends celebrate their winter birthdays. It has been a chance for my little one to delight in treats, laughter, games, and all things magical.

It has also been a chance for me to treat my inner child.

I have carved time out for myself to take my own inner child to the rainforest and even to buy her a garnet ring (my birthstone). In the forest I was blessed with wondrous synchronicities one of which was the materialising of my most recent children's story.

It is a story set in a mountainside forest about a small shrub who feels scared and alone in the winter storm. An ancient tree falls in the storm leaving a vast hole in the canopy. This affects all the trees in the forest, and particularly the small shrub. When the storm passes the new dawn of spring casts her light on shrub's tender green leaves, warming her through in a way she has not known before. She notices herself changing and that she is adorned with sleeping buds. Eventually with some help of the water fairies, she blossoms.



Hear the whisper of the leaves
While softly and still you lie
Tiny buds in your cosy beds
Blossoming time is nigh...

I had written the story some days before seeing the exact scenario before me in the forest... A giant tree had fallen in a storm and left a huge hole in the canopy where the sun was now streaming through, gleamily dancing on the young leaves of many budding shrubs on the forest floor. It was one of those feelings you get that make me feel oh so affirmed and connected to our beloved Earth Mother.

Pictured are the little needle felted bud babies we made as gifts which accompany the story.


Love and Blessings to all our winter birthday friends!

Backyard kangaroos

Recently we had a visit from some great friends, one of whom lives in Alaska. Hi Tim and Karen!

When they were here, our backyard kangas popped in to say hello which was so nice for them.

This afternoon, I was sitting here checking my emails and they came at dusk for a munch. I just had to share this with you.

We really are so blessed living here...

Definitely need that fence around the vege garden though... before we do any major planting.
We'll keep their access open for the grassed area though... How could we deprive the bulge in Mama Roo's pouch that succulent green cooch?

Garden of Vegan

The time has finally come
To forge our own little plot

To plug in to Mother Nature

And create our home grown tasty spot

We picked, purchased and pressed on for home
With trailor packed full in tow
Reversing, traversing over the lawn
And finally we're ready to go

I stand in awe of my man
His strength, sweat and toil
As he guided, wielded, swung and dug
In a tussle with sleepers and soil

And by time the sun had set
Our tools we had laid down
Proudly pondering potential
Of this new and fertile ground!

Being in one of my favourite nature spots

It's a feeling that comes as you drive
Winding along that road
Where city meets country so suddenly
Where my soul begins to download

A connection occurs without my knowing
A peacefulness sets in
And further into the bliss we go
Relaxation brimming to my limbs

Into the green, the dripping deep green
The rainforest calls me to dive
I answer her with two willing feet
And nowhere else do I feel this hive

A swarm of energy rising
From sodden, brown earth to canopy green
My eyes are drawn so many ways
Filled with beauty pristine

Awareness here is gratitude
For being in such a Lifely place
For all the times I have been here
And for this moment here in grace.

It's Raining

It's finally raining here on the coast

The lawns have been longing for wet

That freshness now lingers through windows

A smell you never quite forget

Drinking it in is my soul
It too has longed for the rain
Though watery skies may be shadowy grey
It's balance we yearn to sustain


So pour down and saturate madly
Cleanse with your Motherly care
Nature we love your chorus
Of delicious acquary air!

Bright Red

There are red things popping up
in our back yard paradise

Little dry needle felted toadstools
spotted with snowy whites

There are pom pom blooms to tickle
under giggly little chins


And winged friends feeding over yonder
that flap into flurries and spins.


And one little flutterby girl not red, but colourful too

Dancing round the fairy ring, just cos it's fun to do!