Remember these cuties from the 60's? Lil fluffy bouncy baby chickens inside bakelite eggs. Came across a box of 12 all in original mint condition in my travels. Great for Easter decorating. I envisage Heartpoet's and my future grandchildren will adore these. From memory one used to be included with a fancier type boxed easter egg. You could see them through the cellophane window on the front of the box. I remember getting one or two of these as a wee girl. As a lover of all things vintage I was super thrilled to find these. Don't you think they are just the sweetest?!
I had wanted to get something symbolic for Rhiannon Easter of last year. I had impressed on her that this Mother bird does not cope well when her chicks stray from the nest for too long. Heartpoet and I purchased her the Yondale Family Nest and had all of of our names stamped inside. You get the birdie part, the nest part and the stamping for that price. A silver chain or black leather cord necklace can be purchased for extra if required. We purchased a black leather cord and as Rhiannon already had a silver chain she could wear it two ways. Bronte from Yondale Designs packages her creations beautifully, giving lots of attention to small details. She includes polishing cloths, spare parts (if required) etc. For those interested cost was $170 all up including registered mail. Combined with a bag of solid Cadbury eggs Heartpoet and I felt this to be the perfect heartfelt keepsake Easter gift. Ironically we will not be seeing Rhiannon this Easter.
C'est la vie! :/
How do you and your family celebrate the Easter Season? Easter like Christmas is not quite the same without at least a few littlies around don't you think? Easter bonnet parades at pre-school and primary school, dyeing hard boiled eggs, leaving a carrot and glass of milk out for the Easter Bunny (although our 'bunny' preferred a stubby of beer lol), making bunny paw prints on floors whilst children slept using a homemade paw stencil and talcum powder, family get together's with Easter Egg hunts in the back garden etc. In recent years we find ourselves with a distinct lack of littlies among family and friends. My second cousin Georgia (who works with Indigenous youth in remote Karratha - Western Australia (past nominee - Young Australian Of The Year - for her work over there) is expecting her first baby in 7 weeks time. Georgia has shared with me the sex of her baby and the gorgeous names her and her partner have chosen. I have been sworn to secrecy re these two things so will have to wait to share more. I am hoping Georgia's bubba's arrival breaks the 'drought' and our lives are blessed with the presence of many more bubba's in the months/years to come. Heartpoet is going to make an awesome Pop one day, and as for me well I cannot wait to be a Nana. Heartpoet has decided that as keen as he is to be a Pop he is not overly fond of the name Pop or Poppy and informed Brenton that he will be known as Stuart (his name). Brenton retorted quick smart with - In your dreams buddy I have you pegged as a Poppy hahahahaha! Methinks if/when the day comes Heartpoet will agree to be known as 'baked beans on toast'. It will only take one look at the babe for him to melt in a puddle on the floor and he will agree to anything. Heartpoet will make the best one of a kind slightly eccentric Pop. He will be much loved, of this I am certain. I must therefore keep my Poet in tip top shape as it is my greatest wish to be witness to not only this moment but many other special moments featuring him, myself and those dear to our hearts in the years to come.
This Easter both Brenton and Heartpoet have work on some of the days. We have a number of things planned. An extended family get together, a couple of special nights planned at home for just the four of us - healthy delish dinners (Seafood Good Friday) followed by decadent healthy desserts followed by board games (or a dvd) with freshly popped popcorn and homemade hot chocolates. Whilst online the other day I stumbled across the most sinful recipe for hot chocolate. Not something I drink however the other 3 (who don't mind the odd hot choccie here or there) will think they have died and gone to heaven. Heartpoet and I have a lovely day out planned for just the two of us. A trip to the cinema might also be on the cards if time permits (the 'kids' are welcome to join us). Easter time in Brisbane is my favorite time of year weather wise. Glorious balmy sun filled days and crisp cool evenings. Just perfect!
I am hoping Easter will provide some respite for my lil family re stressing about the cancer in Heartpoet's neck. I have no doubt after Easter everything will get very real and we will be thrown head first into round 3. Round 3 will include another bigger operation and ongoing radiation therapy. From all outward appearances I appear calm, cool and collect. In those quiet reflective moments the r word scares the bejesus out of me. Heartpoet has been a tad 'out of sorts' since his stitches came out and he received news of round 3. I have been applying pure Australian Oil Of Macadamia to his neck twice daily to help the big scar on his neck heal. This oil contains a high concentration of palmitoleic acid and is very similar to the sebum in human skin. No other known plant oil has a similar composition. The Specialist requested Heartpoet not shave the area and suggested he grow a beard. So my Poet has opted for a shorter hairstyle and that designer stubble look that is all the go. The kinda look Celebrity Chef Pete Evans pulls off so well.
The postie has not long arrived closely followed by the parcel delivery man. Not a bill in sight. Hooray! Two parcels addressed to me. How exciting. Whatever can they be? Off now to make a lovely hot cuppa and sit in the beautiful Autumn sunshine I mentioned earlier. My daily Vitamin D fix so to speak! Will open my parcels also. Curious as to what's inside? Me too! Pop back in tomorrow and I will let you know.