I’ve converted, defected, crossed the border never to return. I got a new computer and it’s a Mac. I’m going to throw the old one from the balcony! It was soooo slow. And loud. It sounded like a plane engine revving up ready to head down the runway. And that’s actually only a slight exaggeration!
We’ve just had a lovely long weekend here in Perth. We loaded up the car and headed south to Bridgetown where we camped among beautiful Sydney blue gums on my in-laws farm. The kids had a ball playing in icky squelchy mud, and the dogs decided they quite liked to eat poop. Cow, or the not very well buried human variety, it didn’t matter to them. I am never going to let their doggy tongues anywhere near my face. EVER. AGAIN!
It was so wonderful being in the bush, spotting birds that we just don’t get in the suburbs, and sitting around a campfire staring up at more stars than you’ve ever seen in one go. We got to see brand new calves barely up on their feet, and helped de-bark saplings to be used as rafters in a new farm shed. I even have the blister to prove it!
The kids were away from screens, and let their imaginations run wild. Every mushroom was a home for a bush fairy, and the girls made a fairy ring from bracken leaves. They all had rides in the tractor, met a couple of miniature pigs, and had a ride on a horse. We played ‘storm the lantern’ when the sun went down – and even the grown ups were crawling commando-style through the bracken trying to win!
We had such a great time mucking around in the bush. It was cold, and we didn’t shower for three days, but it was just so darn good to have a break from the regular day to day stuff. Now we just need another day off work and school to recover!!
We managed to escape the suburbs this weekend, heading south to stay in a lovely cottage at Bettenay’s Wines near Cowaramup and Margaret River. It was an idyll location, with olive trees on one side, grape vines on another, and natural bush making up the rest. There were so many birds singing and darting around. And we could hear the hum of bees buzzing between flowery feasts overhead in the eucalypts.
I think the most popular attraction for the DLT’s though had to be the muddy puddle just outside our front door! It was poked and prodded by many little feet and sticks. The old saying, “a dirty kid’s a happy kid” had never been more true!
We made an early morning visit to Gracetown, where the DLT’s and Hubs climbed on rocks and ran in the sand. It’s such a stunning bay, and DLT2 happily announced that this was the best day EVER!
We had headed south for the wedding of a childhood friend of Hubs. A lovely guy who over the years had given us the impression that he was a bit adverse to settling down and committing to someone. But the past few years had seen us beginning to wonder whether maybe he had changed his ideas on that front. It seemed he had met the girl of his dreams!
The details of the day were shrouded in mystery. We were picked up by a double decker bus and taken on a magical mystery tour. And imagine our surprise when we saw the whole bridal party was on the bus with us! It was just the first beautiful touch of many on this wonderful day.
The ceremony was held on a hill top overlooking a field, under some beautiful peppermint trees. Their vows were some of the most heartfelt I’ve ever heard. From the brides brilliant blue shoes, to the home made desserts and take home cookies in a box, it was a perfect day. Just the way a wedding should be, relaxed and fun…I haven’t laughed so hard in ages (thanks to the father of the bride, and the guy sitting next to me!). And did I mention we sat at the bridal table? How cool is that!
We had such a great weekend, and as usual we agreed that we should get away more often. I’ve always wished we had a holiday house in the family that we could visit whenever we wanted a break. But after the fun we had renting a cottage for a couple of nights I think we might just borrow other peoples! It would sure be a lot less expensive than taking out a second mortgage!!!