Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I’ve bought a big bat. I’m all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!”
~ Dr. Seuss
~ Dr. Seuss
So I’m loving exploring the new pad, got my bike fixed, and have done some serious cruising, I have traversed the island, and as far north as paved road goes. I’m not sure about slogging it out on sand! In our new spot we have a beautiful beach (though I shall not be biking again, more about the mad magpie later), the placid passage, and parks abound.
My favourite ride so far was heading up to White Patch. It was that good I forgot to take photos. Looking across the water to the mainland and the Glass house mountains, Mangroves and Eucalypt, the only sound the chirping birds and the breeze through the spokes.
Max and I have also been enjoying picnics at Bongaree. Watching the Pelicans catching their lunch is pretty astounding too, I just can’t believe how big their mouths are.
We checked out Woorim beach one day too, which was a great ride – there were a few hill-like bumps on the way which was nice, it was a beautiful day, and Max and I were cruising along, chatting away, when I saw a sudden swooping form flit by me. It puzzled me, but I gave no further thought. Until another 100m or so down the track it came in again, clacking at me, and then before I had the chance to think, it struck once more, and nearly took off my nose. Mad Magpie had struck. It got me on the inside of my nose. Could not believe it, and am now biking with a great deal more awareness of avian companions.
So we sat on the beach for a little while, Max having a great
time in the huge “sandpit” but the water is still a touch too cold for my liking. Found a cute little café called Slice of Heaven where I had a Long Mac served by a guy who seemed to know his way around a coffee machine. After a discussion about the best serving vessel – we decided a glass was the way to go – I got a really good coffee. Loving the Silver Fern on the side and the name.
There are a few markets in the area which I am still to check out, and apparently a huge farmers market in Caboolture. Plus I’ve been baking bread recently, and have a great Cajun/pistachio chicken burger recipe to share – stay tuned kids!
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Moving that is, we’re no longer mainland residents. Living on Bribie Island, and it is rather paradisey at the mo, well it will be when all the infernal unpacking is finished.
I have a few lessons that I always learn, and forget in between so, I shall share with you, some of these are more common sense than lightening bolt inspiration, but they’re all handy.
Today we’ve been very experimentally artistic. We did some painting, and then decided to make milk dance. It’s a fun thing to do, with older kids you can explain the science to whatever level you care (I have a 2-year-old, we watch it, and talk about how it’s pretty) – it’s all about the surface tension being broken by the dishwashing liquid which then carries the food colouring around. But, I’m getting ahead of myself…
How to make Milk Dance:
1 – pour some milk into a shallow bottomed bowl. Wait for it to stop moving.
2 – add your food colourings (if you’re going for the science aspect then watch the colours, see what they do etc)
3 – add the dishwashing liquid – one drop in the middle. (You can question what they think it’ll do before adding)
4 – watch it dance.
5 – you can keep it going a bit longer by adding another drop or two, eventually you need to start again.
It’s really fun. However I don’t suggest you drop your phone into the potion while trying to take good photos of the swirls like i did – the splashes go really far!!!
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So, I’ve been using bluetooth a bit this week, isn’t it just a little bit magic, there’s a photo on your phone, and by some inexplicable manner, all of a sudden it’s on your computer…. I like magic. Last night we had a fairy drop off some magic pixie dust (aka table salt) and we went around the house doing a scary things detox. It’s my recipe for the day, ideally you’re probably be going to do it for your smallish child, though it lends a certain je ne ses quoi to your day.
Track down your scary thing habitat
Take one pinch of salt, place in the flat of your hand
Blow in the direction of the scary thing
Throw the salt in the air
At the loudest possible level yell “Go away scary thing”
Then if you are Max walk around say “there are no scary things anywhere anymore” for an unspecified period of time.