Silhouette

Babba and her babba

Kirsty and her new baby, Dina thanks granny

Not sure where the name comes from, but she chose it.

It's quite sweet to watch because Nicole was never interested in dolls.

Enjoy your babba, my little babba:)

Happy weekend

Twenty years from now

 you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do

 than the ones you did.

So throw off the bowlines.

Sail away from the safe harbour.

Catch the trade winds in your sails.

Explore.

Dream.

Discover.

Mark Twain

Today

Painting

My first oil, finally finished.

Thought I'd hate painting with oils

but it's growing on me.

Next I'm doing something a lot bigger:)

Kirsty and Shorty

As little as she may be,

she loves riding.

Besides, Shorty's a perfect fit!

 

Fun in the afternoon sun

It's awesome watching these two having fun,

isn't that what life's all about
 

Pomegranates

While doing my grocery shopping the other day I came across these pomegranates.

They bring back memories from when I was little,

especially memories of my dad and that's always good.

It's not a fruit you see every day, so I thought I'd buy some

and why not take some photo's of them.

I think they'll look good framed in my kitchen:)

 
  

Picture this

This afternoon, for the first time ever. Both my 5 year old AND my 2 year old joined me for an outride........

It was so awesome, Kirsty rode "her" little 78cm pony Shorty, while Linda lead her/them. Nicole rode her pony Tonto and I rode my trusty Silhoeet. I must have been the happiest mom on the planet for those 45 minutes. I have these awesome images etched in my mind

• two virtually identical piebald ponies
• two little girls in pink jods and pink t shirts
• two little black riding hats protecting little heads with the happiest smiling faces
• Kirsty giggling with absolute pleasure every time her and Shorty trot
• Nicole wanting me to ride with her, next to her, again and some more

Life is good!

This is rare

I posted this photo on my facebook page and received a whole heap of comments about the fact that I was finally in a photo.

This is true and it's a problem.

While I'm so focused on capturing my children's lives in photo's as memories for them, I'm not including myself in these memories. I'm sure they're going to want to see where I fitted into their lives as well, see that I was part of their experiences and not only the observer....

I spent a day with Nicole at her school earlier this year and while I did a whole heap of things with her during the day, I also spent a large part of that time taking photo's of her, her friends and of other parents playing with their children.

Now that I think about it, would she not have preferred me playing with her, rather than photographing her......

Mmm something to ponder on