Saturday, December 20, 2014

51/52




'A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014.'
Ronan: Doing what he loves best.
Finnian: Pretty much the only time you are quiet ;-)
Nellie: Your brother wanted to show you our tree and the train that goes 'round and 'round.


Sunday, December 14, 2014

50/52

'A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014.'

Ronan: Spending time in your new room, there is so much light in this house.

Finnian: You are unimpressed to be in 'Time Out'.

Nellie: If I forget to put a bib on you, you soak your clothes with dribble. I can see the beginnings of two bottom teeth coming through. 




Sunday, December 7, 2014

49/52




'A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014.'

Ronan: There are only a few days left in this big, old country house of ours. That's only a few days left for playing cars on the bay windows.

Finnian: Showing Giraffe the rain falling, what a welcome downpour that was.

Nellie: As the weeks pass, your face gets rounder and your arms and legs get chubbier. 

Saturday, December 6, 2014

saying goodbye


In two days time we say farewell to this beautiful country town and its people.
As apprehensive as I was in moving out here, I've come to love this place - the clean parks, the walk to Michael's work, the wonderful playgroup and the amazing friendships I've made. 

Living in the country has been an experience I'm grateful to have had. I've spent the past 18 months living a simple, slow-paced life and adjusted to not having everything and anything right at my fingertips. There have been times where I've not liked it at all it, the dry Summer heat, the long drive to the big supermarkets and the lack of medical specialists have almost broken me - but the positives have been so enjoyable and have outweighed the bad, leaving me with only great memories of this town and its people.

I have to say a big thank you to the people of this town. It's the people that make this place so very amazing. The mothers I met through Playgroup and the beautiful teachers at preschool are all people I'll remember forever. The Playgroup mums will never know just how much I have appreciated their weekly smiles and chats, providing a non-judgmental place to be myself, with wild, ruckus boys in tow. And friends I've made through other friends - they know who they are - I'll miss our lunches and conversations, which often had me learning about farming ways or laughing big belly laughs at funny things said...I'll miss you dearly.



Goodbye beautiful people, goodbye beautiful town.