I received a picture yesterday of an old friend, I don't see him anymore. I still think about him, I wish I could hug him, smell him and most of all ride him...(Get your mind out of the gutter)...
My dear friend had to find a new home, My two little ones are allergic to horse hair, so along with the pressures of motherhood and running a small business, my dear friend wasn't getting the attention or exercise he deserved..For anyone who knows how strong the bond is between horse and owner (especially natural horsemanship) It was a heartbreaking decision to sell my dear friend Sirocco.
I really miss the sense of freedom that riding along the river listening to the cockatoos and the wind through the trees and the clip-clop of hooves.
But I met the most amazing woman...It was a chilly morning out in the paddock, this very quite spoken woman walked up to my friend and it was like the start of a love affair.. She saw his almost human like nature and his beauty of course, but that he was a trustworthy and intelligent gentleman..She took him home!...I cried and cried, but every now and then (like yesterday) I am reminded of how much he means to her and that he is being spoilt rotten and living the life of true horse luxury.. (He gets to go to the beach all the time!, lucky thing!!)
Apologies for the lack of craft in this post, But seriously, it is the school holidays and just getting the beds made is a bonus..
ha ha....






See him playing peek a boo...I'm gonna get you!







There are things in these books I have never even heard of before, like jerkins (what the?) and lots of other obviously necessary attire from yesteryear with very odd names. 





We spent the first weekend of the school holidays in Melbourne gathering some large palms for our back yard.. Yes my hubby does everything to the Extreme... Let me tell you it was a long, tiring weekend but very worth it.. If anyone had to drive along the western highway with a palm tree poking into their windscreen in the wee ours of the morning, I sincerely apologise..
Then with lots of coffees and lots of beeping and dirt through the house we nearly have a pool hole... It is finished now but I have failed to take a shot of that yet..
By the time the pool is ready to swim in, the penguins should be ready to leave the aquarium and they can move straight in..ha ha..not!





