happy new year

I am having trouble with various applications crashing on our computer: no photos until w can fix it... we are back from 10 days with family and friends and many happy memories to end the year with and start this one "filled up". Hope you have a happy new year and are also filled up and ready to go. Happy summer! for the next few weeks we will be swimming lessoning, and clearing the thigh high weeds I have come home to then sowing seed and planing our winter garden and harvests.

Oma

 Oma on one of her many trips to New zealand, in mum's garden at Titirangi in Auckland, just before Struan and I were married in 2003. 3 Generations.

My Oma, my children's Oma Rietje,  passed away after a dance with breast cancer that spanned  many years, many of which passed by in great health as her  management method of choice was through alternative medicine and diet. To me she showed great strength and determination to have quality of life  at an older age rather than drugs and sickness, despite what the outcome may be, and that is what she maintained as long as possible. But my memories of my grandmother aren't of her illness, they are the childhood memories of her visits to new zealand and the return trips we made to Holland where she lived. Memories of amazing stories told under the bedclothes of two little children who had many adventures in forests with gnomes and other creatures. They are of a woman who in spite of not being able to further her education as a young woman ( She was 2nd oldest of many children), took many courses as an older one, learning English, french, bookbinding and art.  She used to give my sister and I drawing lessons when she visited. I remember her art eraser that you could mold like plasticine (WOW!).  

She was a great craftswoman, and I still have the bear she made for us when we were younger. In fact she made the same bear for my children when we last visited Holland in 2007, stuffed with scrap fabric. The ultimate in reuseing and frugality! She knitted without patterns and made clothes and bags. She pottered in her garden and had frogs in her pond ( My girls loved that!) She played the piano and sang.

 I lived with her for three months when I was twenty. We cycled many miles ( she was already 80 years old) and we had many cosy evenings together where we would cook together and share a glass of red  wine ( allowed occasionally on her strict diet). We even took a train trip to Maastricht, and walked around the old town battlements; she told me the stories of my family and I left Holland after that trip with a deeper connection to my extended family and history, something that had always left me slightly alien in this country so far away, where the cultures never quite fit  for me as a child.

At the end we were able to skype with her  three days before she died and she was able to meet Tobin who was conceived on that 2007  trip.  Some say I have her hobbies and her figure! She would have turned 90 on the 30th of November.  Goodbye Oma, you were inspirational to the end.

a visit from family

We are graced with the presence of my sister and her family from New Plymouth this weekend ( for my sister's birthday, today!), which means lots of feasting, playing with cousins and for me gooing and gahing over my young 9 month nephew ( SOO CUTE!!)  I've also been madly spinning and knitting to complete a cowl for my sisters birthday. The fibre was a silk hankie and some merino dyed by spinning a yarn and bought  off gillybean.
The weather has been frosty and sunny reaching quite reasonable temperatures during the day which means lots of outdoor play ( even pretend swimming lessons in the nud but no photos of that!). The highlight of the week: family and a Matariki celebration with playgroup.

Birthday preparations

 Seeing as I hadn't realised just how fast a fourth birthday has crept up I have been rather stressed and busy!
Last weekend we were lucky enough to have my father visiting too so lovely busy times.  Have more cooking and baking to do for tomorrow....

Christmas part 1

It  was a lovely day in rural Orinoco, filled with the sounds of a whole lot of Ukes (the craze has spread through the whole family, even my mother-in-law has one (yellow!)), children, good food and plenty of sun.  A lovely present from the talented brother, a customised babushka doll.

joy on the face of a babe receiving his baby. ( as his mama  I love to see his nurturing looks, cuddles and snuggles- we must be doing something right!)

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