expansion

since moving home and working part time, i dubiously began a garden to see if i could at least keep something alive and maybe feed my family healthy stuff. much to my surprise it has brought so much out of me i had lost and i have totally embraced the new found creativity it has brought me.

hubby and i were talking the other night and he said {i think your garden is a picture of you}. it took me back for a minute as i was surprised at such a revelation but in many ways it’s true. i thought to share with you some personal insights on my garden journey and the metaphorical picture it is painting me.

my garden has given me confidence — i began the garden with seedlings from my mother-in-law and some plants brought a long the way, i then grew green beans to seedlings and planted those. now i have doubled the size of my garden and are excited at the possibilities.

i look at the environment and anticipate what is needed. it has linked me to the moment, connects me to the weather and different times of the day when i need to check on progress, fix or maintain something.

it has connected me to my past. my father was a phenomenal gardner and agriculturalist. i remember helping in the garden on long summer evenings with my family… picking fresh peas and checking on the watermelons. it was amazing as a child to see it develop in front of me and share our labour of love with the people in our community.

committing to this past time has resulted in expansion and being proud of creating meals with the produce i collect every evening. a favourite part is seeing the new shoots bud and the expectation of ripe juicy vegies.

returning home and planting roots again here, this venture demonstrates in the physical what is developing in my daily walk. new things are coming!

have you been surprised at what a new hobby or venture has brought out in you? what surprised you?

:: holding on to the good ::

expansion

since moving home and working part time, i dubiously began a garden to see if i could at least keep something alive and maybe feed my family healthy stuff. much to my surprise it has brought so much out of me i had lost and i have totally embraced the new found creativity it has brought me.

hubby and i were talking the other night and he said {i think your garden is a picture of you}. it took me back for a minute as i was surprised at such a revelation but in many ways it’s true. i thought to share with you some personal insights on my garden journey and the metaphorical picture it is painting me.

my garden has given me confidence — i began the garden with seedlings from my mother-in-law and some plants brought a long the way, i then grew green beans to seedlings and planted those. now i have doubled the size of my garden and are excited at the possibilities.

i look at the environment and anticipate what is needed. it has linked me to the moment, connects me to the weather and different times of the day when i need to check on progress, fix or maintain something.

it has connected me to my past. my father was a phenomenal gardner and agriculturalist. i remember helping in the garden on long summer evenings with my family… picking fresh peas and checking on the watermelons. it was amazing as a child to see it develop in front of me and share our labour of love with the people in our community.

committing to this past time has resulted in expansion and being proud of creating meals with the produce i collect every evening. a favourite part is seeing the new shoots bud and the expectation of ripe juicy vegies.

returning home and planting roots again here, this venture demonstrates in the physical what is developing in my daily walk. new things are coming!

have you been surprised at what a new hobby or venture has brought out in you? what surprised you?

:: holding on to the good ::

chocolate milk and hell in the hallway

if you live outside of new zealand you may be unaware of a wild craze that has gripped north islanders for the last couple of weeks. people are going absolutely bonkers for chocolate milk! more specifically lewis road creamery {fresh chocolate milk}

there are crazy stories of supermarkets selling out, counterfeits being produced, people selling their purchases online and customers being limited to only single or double purchases of the product… so, can it be that good?


i was in the supermarket midday to get a couple of top-up items, as you do, and suddenly thought to swing by the dairy section to see if i could get my mitts on their luscious treat, one for hubby and moi. little did i know what i was getting into as i casually walked by. an uncle and his nieces were grabbing them off the shelf and taking selfies with the bottles in a nearby aisle and as i was advancing toward the flavoured milk shelf, out of nowhere a young lady {from a neighbouring food shop} swooped in and grabbed the last remaining four bottles, in my politest voice i asked {do you really need four this morning?} but she was desperate to take one for each of her workmates and was actually willing to wait for a fifth. i shrugged my shoulders and was about to move on when a helpful supermarket employee went through the doors to get some boxes from the back. she was quick to question the young lady about her five bottle purchase and even quicker to reiterate that they are not selling to other shops to then resell! man i was in utter amazement as i took the two bottles in my hands, feeling the cool features of the plastic bottle and examining this rare marvel.

i shared this pic on my instagram and had a fellow blogger comment back that she had put two bottles in her supermarket cart only to have them taken out of the trolley when her back was turned! madness! how and why are the questions going around in my head.

marketing is a powerful tool but word of mouth and social media is where you reach the pinnacle. regular posts and instagrams are popping up with the classic bottles and everyone is raving about it. and it’s worth the rave. the drink is seriously delicious and packed with sugar!

lewis road’s marketing director angela weeks explains in this article, {we suggest that like all wickedly good things, moderation is a virtue. That’s why we call it a treat – even on the bottle itself} so, fellow kiwis, have you tried it? what are you thoughts on the drink?

around the same time i was chatting online with my mum who was checking in about the job search. she shared a quote she uses and quite frankly, lived through.

{when a door closes, another door will open but it’s hell in the hallway.} 

oh how true that saying is right now! my mum gets where i’m at as she has been one of the patient people i know, finally in a position that she is passionate and challenged by. hallways remind me of playing blindman’s bluff with my brothers and friends that would stay on the farm with us. we lived in an old bungalow style house with a huuuge hallway; so wide and long to a kid. We would turn off all the lights, put a blindfold on someone and play this game for hours until someone cried or peed their pants or both!

it sure is a picture of what it can be like when you can’t see where that next door is going to open. it can feel a little {hellish} because it is dark, uncomfortable and disorientating. that game was always a bit of fun and i forget that so can the wait. waiting is a good thing, like i shared in this post. maybe i just need to invest in a certain chocolate milk company well i’m at it…

anyways, hope you are good and gearing up for the spring weather we are owed after yesterday’s thunderstorm!

:: holding on to the good ::

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chocolate milk and hell in the hallway

if you live outside of new zealand you may be unaware of a wild craze that has gripped north islanders for the last couple of weeks. people are going absolutely bonkers for chocolate milk! more specifically lewis road creamery {fresh chocolate milk}

there are crazy stories of supermarkets selling out, counterfeits being produced, people selling their purchases online and customers being limited to only single or double purchases of the product… so, can it be that good?

i was in the supermarket midday to get a couple of top-up items, as you do, and suddenly thought to swing by the dairy section to see if i could get my mitts on their luscious treat, one for hubby and moi. little did i know what i was getting into as i casually walked by. an uncle and his nieces were grabbing them off the shelf and taking selfies with the bottles in a nearby aisle and as i was advancing toward the flavoured milk shelf, out of nowhere a young lady {from a neighbouring food shop} swooped in and grabbed the last remaining four bottles, in my politest voice i asked {do you really need four this morning?} but she was desperate to take one for each of her workmates and was actually willing to wait for a fifth. i shrugged my shoulders and was about to move on when a helpful supermarket employee went through the doors to get some boxes from the back. she was quick to question the young lady about her five bottle purchase and even quicker to reiterate that they are not selling to other shops to then resell! man i was in utter amazement as i took the two bottles in my hands, feeling the cool features of the plastic bottle and examining this rare marvel.

i shared this pic on my instagram and had a fellow blogger comment back that she had put two bottles in her supermarket cart only to have them taken out of the trolley when her back was turned! madness! how and why are the questions going around in my head.

marketing is a powerful tool but word of mouth and social media is where you reach the pinnacle. regular posts and instagrams are popping up with the classic bottles and everyone is raving about it. and it’s worth the rave. the drink is seriously delicious and packed with sugar!

lewis road’s marketing director angela weeks explains in this article, {we suggest that like all wickedly good things, moderation is a virtue. That’s why we call it a treat – even on the bottle itself} so, fellow kiwis, have you tried it? what are you thoughts on the drink?

around the same time i was chatting online with my mum who was checking in about the job search. she shared a quote she uses and quite frankly, lived through.

{when a door closes, another door will open but it’s hell in the hallway.} 

oh how true that saying is right now! my mum gets where i’m at as she has been one of the patient people i know, finally in a position that she is passionate and challenged by. hallways remind me of playing blindman’s bluff with my brothers and friends that would stay on the farm with us. we lived in an old bungalow style house with a huuuge hallway; so wide and long to a kid. We would turn off all the lights, put a blindfold on someone and play this game for hours until someone cried or peed their pants or both!

it sure is a picture of what it can be like when you can’t see where that next door is going to open. it can feel a little {hellish} because it is dark, uncomfortable and disorientating. that game was always a bit of fun and i forget that so can the wait. waiting is a good thing, like i shared in this post. maybe i just need to invest in a certain chocolate milk company well i’m at it…

anyways, hope you are good and gearing up for the spring weather we are owed after yesterday’s thunderstorm!

:: holding on to the good ::

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it’s in the bag {ocean beach, northland}

for father’s day this year, i had the idea of doing {the present or the bag} a take-off of the famous kiwi game show {it’s in the bag} that toured the country in the 70’s and 80’s. hubby had to choose between the wrapped presents or a new idea on a handwritten note {well, i’ll let you know he somehow managed to get them all by the end!}

one of the notes was to take isaiah to ocean beach for the first time. ocean beach is a place you have to plan to visit as it’s positioned on the southeast side of whangarei heads; the entrance to our harbour.

this beach holds fond memories and feels like mark’s second home as he grew up at mcleod’s bay; body boarding through his teenage years there and taking trips out to surf when back from uni or when the waves were good.

 it was a bit too chilly to stick around for the whole day like we had planned but taking the opportunity to see this gem of northland is definitely well worth it. the drive there is picturesque and different to anything you would see along the coast… stunning landscapes and colourful baches and historic homes are dotted along the foreshore.

isaiah was tired but enjoyed being outside in the sun, as he always does. sand and beaches are still pretty new to him and running down the sand dunes took him by surprise.

this destination is perfect for kids especially if they enjoy sliding down the sand bank. we saw some families getting into beach cricket, reading in the sun and dipping toes in the water.

it can get amazing swell coming in on a regular basis but on calm days like this you can enjoy exploring the rock pools and take advantage of the peach cove track at the southern tip of the beach .

isaiah’s giggles could be heard as they slid down the bank that joins proctor’s to ocean beach.

my camera died before i could take any more photos {both of my camera batteries were flat!} but this beach had lifeguards ready for the throngs of summer-sun beach goers and plenty of shoreline to share. it is a beauty well worth the visit and drive.

:: holding on to the good ::

it’s in the bag {ocean beach, northland}

for father’s day this year, i had the idea of doing {the present or the bag} a take-off of the famous kiwi game show {it’s in the bag} that toured the country in the 70’s and 80’s. hubby had to choose between the wrapped presents or a new idea on a handwritten note {well, i’ll let you know he somehow managed to get them all by the end!}

one of the notes was to take isaiah to ocean beach for the first time. ocean beach is a place you have to plan to visit as it’s positioned on the southeast side of whangarei heads; the entrance to our harbour.

this beach holds fond memories and feels like mark’s second home as he grew up at mcleod’s bay; body boarding through his teenage years there and taking trips out to surf when back from uni or when the waves were good.

 it was a bit too chilly to stick around for the whole day like we had planned but taking the opportunity to see this gem of northland is definitely well worth it. the drive there is picturesque and different to anything you would see along the coast… stunning landscapes and colourful baches and historic homes are dotted along the foreshore.

isaiah was tired but enjoyed being outside in the sun, as he always does. sand and beaches are still pretty new to him and running down the sand dunes took him by surprise.

this destination is perfect for kids especially if they enjoy sliding down the sand bank. we saw some families getting into beach cricket, reading in the sun and dipping toes in the water.

it can get amazing swell coming in on a regular basis but on calm days like this you can enjoy exploring the rock pools and take advantage of the peach cove track at the southern tip of the beach .

isaiah’s giggles could be heard as they slid down the bank that joins proctor’s to ocean beach.

my camera died before i could take any more photos {both of my camera batteries were flat!} but this beach had lifeguards ready for the throngs of summer-sun beach goers and plenty of shoreline to share. it is a beauty well worth the visit and drive.

:: holding on to the good ::

father’s day | 2014

it was a stunning day, with puffy clouds hovering in a sea of blue. an amazing respite from the unrelenting rain we have experienced since being back.

we started with celebrating hubby, with rough and tumble on the bed… Pancakes and presents and a fun ‘the present or the bag’ rendition, making opening presents a little more interesting. i owe hubby a forty minute massage because of it!

in the afternoon we ventured to granddad and nana’s for some family time, and someone spent lots of time following granddad around.

it was football time on the grass with the big cousins joining in, enjoying the surrounds and wide open spaces.

father’s day isn’t the easiest day for me, as my dad is not in my life, so it is an opportunity to appreciate all the more my hubby, father-in-law and brothers. I LOVE YOU ALL.

father’s day | 2014

it was a stunning day, with puffy clouds hovering in a sea of blue. an amazing respite from the unrelenting rain we have experienced since being back.

we started with celebrating hubby, with rough and tumble on the bed… Pancakes and presents and a fun ‘the present or the bag’ rendition, making opening presents a little more interesting. i owe hubby a forty minute massage because of it!

in the afternoon we ventured to granddad and nana’s for some family time, and someone spent lots of time following granddad around.

it was football time on the grass with the big cousins joining in, enjoying the surrounds and wide open spaces.

father’s day isn’t the easiest day for me, as my dad is not in my life, so it is an opportunity to appreciate all the more my hubby, father-in-law and brothers. I LOVE YOU ALL.