Holidays

The highlight was the Aboriginal Cultural Park, the children got to play the didgeridoo, do paintings on boomerangs, throw spears and boomerangs.

We enjoyed their dance and song and learning about their way of life.

They truly are an amazing race.

Holidays

Train ride up in the mountains.

Gondala ride, over the trees back.

Holidays

Breakfast with the birds.

Mossman Gorge, popular place with the locals to swim as the mountain water is too cold for the crocodiles.

Mango smoothie to share.
A very important first lesson to learn when there is four of them.

Holiday

Far North Queensland is so beautiful, plants are so lush and green and there is an abundant of birds and animals.

This beach, Ellis beach, is the beach we visited every morning, the water was a tropical 24c, just like a bath.

Alice was unsure to begin with.

This little mountain stream met the sea, the children had so much fun here, damming the stream, trying to catch fish and tadpoles,
everyday was around 27c.

It felt like we had the beach to ourselves, so very peaceful and spoilt.

We really are the land of the Sun and the Sea.

No place like home.

We've just got back from a family holiday in far north Queensland for a couple of weeks. It was so nice and warm.

Sorry I forgot to say goodbye.

Home now, It's late and cold, quickly changed all the beds to warm flannelette sheets and extra quilts.

Pancakes with blueberries and icecream for tea.

I'll be back on tomorrow to catch up on all the gossip, ahem crafting.

Missed you all.

xxx

A little bit of sewing.

Joey's top is made from wool interlock, made right here in Geelong.

He loves his Bugs Bunny in his racing carrot.

On Alice's tunic I thought I would smock a free form flower, And that's certainly what it is, oh well. Luckily she has no opinion on what I dress her in yet.

Every morning when we collect the eggs Alice checks to see if they are still warm!

The other side of Miss Alice

All my friends know that I love to cook, and I have always encouraged the children to help, every day whether baking a cake or chopping vegges for tea, there is always a child helping me.

This child, is, by far the messiest, even by my standards. I cringe at the thought of cooking with her and contemplate cooking when she is having her lunchtime nap...... but I don't, ultimately I know how important the sense of touch, taste and smell are to a child. Squishing the cake batter through the hands, I know, is important, but it's hard sometimes, and I nearly take the easy way out.

Luckily cakes are cooked at 200 degrees!