#1356 My tribe is sweeter than pie

You know what great friends are?

It is walking out of a restaurant with them on a Friday night, and discovering they are all parked that way ⬅️ , while you are parked a 6 minute walk that way. ➡️

And they all without hesitation or having to look at one another say “we’ll walk you.”

Friendship is like a flower.

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A bit like the flower in my dessert tonight. Exotic, pretty and delicate, precious and sweet.

People think it is easy to make friends. Sure the ‘making’ is easy. Making good ones that last, is the hard bit.

That’s why great friends are so special.

They are exotic, in their ability to transport you to another place and time with their words.

They are pretty, in that their insides match their outsides, as the more you bond, the more you open up to one another… and the more beautiful they become in their honesty.

Delicate, because friendship is such, a powerful thing to behold but also a tender thing to break.

Precious because it is a treasure to find good friends! When you find them, don’t let them go.

And lastly, friendship is so, so sweet. But unlike the sickly sweetness of my banoffee desert where I just had to stop it was too much, friendship is exactly the opposite.

It is so sweet, that it is never enough.

I’ve realised that lately. I’ve been thinking a lot about my tribe. Those people in your life that fill you up with their presence. You leave their company, filled to the brim, your well of water full of their goodness, happiness, love and support.

It makes you feel alive. It makes you feel inspired, revitalised, like you can take on the world.

And yet you can never have enough.

I had a good think about my tribe the other day. And I realised with no surprise, that my oldest school friends were firmly on the list.

And they are sweeter than any dessert pie. 🥧

 

 

 

#1339 Why I love to garden

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I asked myself this very question this afternoon, as I sat crouched over our flower bed, pulling out weeds at random and picking at those pesky sort that just wouldn’t come out so easily…

Why did I love it?

I certainly never had any real affinity to it growing up. Sure my parents backyard was a beautiful haven to relax, think, have d&ms and read… but it never went further than that.

The maintenance of it all was beyond me. Unthinkable. Not because I despised it… rather because I never truly considered it.

Until we got our own home. This home to be honest. In our old place we made the front and rear gardens to be as lowmaintenance as possible. A couple of yakkas here, a palm tree and a shrub there, throw in a whole lot of pebbles to thwart weed growth… TA-DA!

Done.

Maybe it’s because we are at a place where we see ourselves growing and building our ideal house and lifestyle. Maybe I’m finally at an age where I can appreciate and have a bit more time for these outdoor leisurely practices.

Maybe I am more like my parents than I ever imagined.

OR… maybe it is that all of my indoor work, sitting at my computer both writing and writhing, needs to be balanced somehow, somewhat, and that can only be done outside tending to nature…

Yep. Even the weeds.

I find it so therapeutic, ripping them out. Honestly, sometimes I question if I have gone mad.

But I think where I have really gone, is to Nature. 

#1337 A bike ride to the park

A while ago we discovered a park that was about a 10 minute walk from our house. Hidden and kind of out of the way, not on any main road or high viewpoint, this park is small and unassuming… and right up our alley street. 😉

Baby girl’s theme song this weekend?

“BICYCLE! BICYCLE! BICYCLE!

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like.”

So what did we do today?

Ride the bike… to the park.

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She was rapt.

And what was awaiting us when we got there?

YELLOW. A field of yellow.

Capeweed, is what I think they’re called. They are prolific at this time of year, and prolific they were today at the park… they covered the entire expanse of grass surrounding the playground… all of it. I stared in awe, at this common Spring flower, reminded that even something such as a weed, can look so bright, so pretty, can perk you up and light up everything around it.

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It was the loveliest thing to be waiting for us on a warm Spring day.

And my second most favourite bit of the trip? Going home. It is mostly downhill, and with baby girl on the bike, careening out of control every 10 seconds…

I had to jog beside and ahead of her, to make sure she stayed on track. The run back is often tiring, but at the same time, running through the idyllic and pretty as a picture streets, something in me wakes up, and makes me really happy. I arrive back home exhausted, yet so satisfied. 🙂

“On your marks, get set, go!”

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#1325 Sunny days

There is so much to do, and so much pleasure to be had, when the sun comes out.

Step 1: Make a flower headpiece for your girl.

As soon as I saw the common Spring flowers today on our walk to get morning coffee, I had to stop. I got baby girl to collect a number of them for me, and proceeded to string them together, as my sister had done for me years ago… I have a picture in my parents front yard, of me in a red tartan dress, sporting my short bob, and a cascade of the same yellow flowers strung around the front of me as a necklace, and a halo of them sitting on top of my head.

I was so young, I’m not sure I even remember the moment… but knowing the photo so well, I feel the joy in it so clearly. I had to recreate it.

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See that yellow? Not even one filter. NOT ONE.

Spring is so beautiful.

Step 2: Find a back beach.

Not a front beach, but a back one. LOL. I think this comes down to whether it is a surf, or bay beach. Well this was most definitely a surf beach. 

We headed on to the other side of the Peninsula to access Gunnamatta ocean beach, and the waves were fierce. Rocking! Smashing. Go to my SmikG facebook page for the video, or find me under the same name on insta if you reside there…

The wind was brisk, there were kids splashing in the water (why I never!) and as much as the air was moving through me and chilling me to my core, I have never felt so ALIVE.

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We are heading back there on a hot day to jump those waves.

Step 3: Admire some more natural beauty…

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Tulip day 2. 

Ahh, Spring… how I have missed you.

#1313 Signs of Spring no.3

Everything around us, is beauty.

It started this morning. Our third birds of paradise flower, finally opened up.

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I was excited. I have been eyeing it off for weeks now, observing the other two already-open flowers and wondering when this one would decide to grant us with its presence. The 19th day of Spring it was, then.

But then I wanted to capture the rest of the garden…

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Even our neighbours’ tree is doing its annual Spring-time blossoming. When that thing blooms in full, watch out. Colour explosion.

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I can’t wait.

But the one that made me so, so happy… maybe more so than my bird of paradise, as it is something I have been checking on with more wonder and curiosity than any other flower around us at the moment…

Is my tulips. The very first blossom has begun.

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It is here! I am soooo excited! And when they start to bloom even more I can hardly wait to share it with you all.

I must reiterate again (and I probably will, again) that the bulbs lay dormant in a bag in the garage since last Spring/Summer, and I was meant to plant them in Autumn, whereas I forgot and did so in later Winter… I had no idea then if they would even catch.

Well they are getting caught up all right.

As the sun set this evening, I wondered –

‘What beauty would my eye fall upon tomorrow?’

‘What exquisite sight from Mother Nature would we be blessed enough to open and enjoy?’ 

‘What would she bestow upon us?’

I can’t wait to find out. ♥♥♥♥

 

#1312 Hubbie the gardener

I think it’s lovely that Hubbie loves greenery.

He loves trees, and flowers, and all manner of plants and shrubbery, even grass… and is constantly trying to think up ways to pretty our yard, bring more colour and green leaves in, and also, when all that fails and he has no inspiration, he does the next best thing – he moves the pots around ;););)

He has been working along diligently on our front yard. Even on today, our day off together, he spent a good portion of it digging up grass and making a path along the fence for our new garden bed to go, making holes for new plants and the best part… giving them a positive welcome message as he puts them in the earth.

“Good luck!” He calls out as he pulls the wound-up and compacted plant roots from the plastic tub. “Hope you like it here.”

OMG. It is so darn cute. He does it with every plant. EVERY. ONE.

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He is proud of his progress, and proud of what he is creating… and I couldn’t be prouder either. ♥♥♥♥

#1299 Tulips almost in bloom

It feels like only yesterday that I took the tulip bulbs out of the bag I had kept them in since last year, to finally re-plant, and discovered that they already had shoots developing…

If they could slowly start to grow in a darkened bag, imagine what they could do in soil and water, I wondered.

Well here they are:

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Already so soon after planting, and they are literally, shooting up! Although there are no flowers yet, at the rate these tulips are going, growing so fast I feel like every time I glance over they have grown more, it will be no time at all until I see their gorgeous vibrant colours. 🙂