Last of Summers Bloom

A lovely spot of colour on a grey day
A lovely spot of colour on a grey day

From our place in the world, March heralded the start of Autumn or as it’s known in other parts of the world, Fall.

I was cheered to gather the last of my Dad’s roses from my garden to brighten our home on a cold and overcast day.

And yes, they smell as good as they look, colour and fragrance a stunning combination.

Enjoy!

Helen xox

Last of Summers Bloom

New Years Resolution

Well hello there, so much has happened in the past 12 months I’m really not sure were to begin so I will start with why I have been absent from my blog for so long.

At the beginning of 2012 I had decided that I would start posting on a regular basis, however when I discovered a lump in my breast in February last year, I had no idea the direction my life would take.  By March I had been diagnosed with breast cancer and had undergone a mastectomy followed by five months of chemotherapy and finally 25 sessions of radiotherapy.  Ironically it was treatment for breast cancer

Pink Ribbon
Pink Ribbon

which caused me to feel unwell prior to my diagnosis I was well and now that I have finished treatment I am feeling fantastic.  I truly believe that treatment has been successful!

So long for now and we’ll catch up again real soon okay!

New Years Resolution

New Year 2013 – New Post

Well HELlo, been way too loooong since I was here (had to reset my password loooong)!

Do I catch up on the past 12 months, the good, the bad and the ugly,  or just start from this moment on?  Honestly, I prefer option 2, the New Year seems like a time of renewal and new hope.  Yes that feels right so this is the beginning once again!

So Welcome to my blog.   I am looking forward to the footprints I may make this year, anything is possible and the future is unknown so I am looking forward to a few surprises.  I have a major decision to make, get a new job or commit to studying full-time??? What to do?? Who knows, lets find out together.

New Year 2013 – New Post

Fleet of Foot

While this post may seem to be unrelated to my shoe fetish, it is about the footsteps in our family’s journey around these beautiful islands.

The youngest member of our household regularly participates in wananga (workshops for want of a better translation) learning the traditional art of Taiaha.  Despite their shoeless state, the footwork from our young boys and men is beautiful, light as a feather.  Thanks to Te Tohu o Tu and the men who take the time to teach our boys and young men.

Watch the video on You tube, from a proud mama to one of the participants.

Fleet of Foot