Every now and then, on the green hill across the street from my house in the suburbs, on the outskirts of the city, horses appear like magic. Gone for ages, then suddenly appearing….and yesterday they were back after a long absence.
Four of them, 3 horses and one little pony. With 4 apples in hand we made our way up the hill to see them. My daughter, loving the child sized pony, and I, preferring the largest of them all.
Gentle giants of the hill, I am so glad to see you.
The fantail has returned. It seems that two have decided that the area round my home is a good place to live. I see them quite a lot, flitting about, chatting and flirting with each other like two love struck teenagers. I am thrilled. This little fellow followed me over to the hill, darting about and perching on the fence post. I am also thinking he is a very special little good luck token for my own “fantail collection” on my website at http://www.blackboxartstudio.com/index.html
Our mountain with a fresh snow topping and softly lit by the setting sun on a crisp, clear evening…..the first sign of winter’s imminent arrival.
He was supposed to be chocolate. There was a chocolate bunny. But he had somehow disappeared with only the faint traces of chocolate crumbs left behind. So, instead, here is a photo of a much loved white porcelain bunny. Still very cute, but definitely not chocolate!
Easter… Such a mixed holiday….for some, it is a deeply religious observation, for others it signifies a four day public holiday – a break from routine and a chance to spend precious time with family and friends. For others (in the northern hemisphere) it signals the start of spring and end of winter (hence the lambs, chicks and baby rabbit imagery…?). For us in New Zealand, Easter is often officially the last long weekend of summer or alternately, a sign that winter and rain is already on its way (depending on how lucky we are with good weather over Easter…)
While everyone has different views/traditions/beliefs/ideas on the four day Easter Observation / Public Holiday and what it is mainly about and how they observe it….everyone I know seems to agree that Easter is about food and family. Specifically, eating chocolate and warm, scented and tasty Hot X buns, and about family get together’s around a big table having Easter lunch, or enjoying a final end-of-summer bbq.
For our family, its a combination of all of the above. The Easter Egg Hunt being a highlight for the children. But any celebration that involves eating chocolate and spending time together, especially by the beach, is all right by me.
The beach was deserted. Not a human in sight. Just one black dog and racing up and down the beach, in and out of the waves, without a care in the world, chasing seagulls with seemingly unlimited energy and joy. The seagulls laughing at him it seems….they wait until he gets close, then quickly they fly away, taunting him with their squawks.
The horses are back on the hill. Not just this lovely lady, but also a small miniature one the children seem to adore and an extraordinarily large and gentle male horse that I have a wee soft spot for. We have been feeding them daily, carrots and apples in exchange for a pat and to get close to them. It’s a fair trade. I am in love with them, but happy to keep my love of them on the other side of a fence, having a healthy respect for their size and hooves! It is a wonderful bit of country life in the city, to have a view of horses grazing on a green grassy hill, just in front of my house. How lucky I feel today.
I have put in two applications for the Taranaki National Art Awards. I missed it last year but have entered two categories this year. Opening night is 31 October 2014. It feels good to be refocusing on art after a lull recently.
Spring is in full flush, with gorgeous magnolia tree’s in flower everywhere you look, the camelia’s and rhododendron’s in full bright pink and red glory. Stunning! I love the spring.
at the Zoo at least…
a mud bath for two?
Or just a lazy Sunday snooze together!
I saw this little dog sitting on his master’s bag, on board a ferry recently on a journey between Auckland city centre and an island. I especially like the city scene in the background, appearing like it is hovering on top of the dog – like a thought. I wonder if he is a city dog visiting the island or an island dog visiting the city?