Have you ever been to a place where your heart feels at peace within yourself and the world, a place where the wind blows by and the water ripples, maybe your place isn’t like that but it still keeps you at peace with the world. A place to meditate a place to remember, a place to think.
Maybe you are like me who has a place where the water flows, the wildlife sing and the wing blows. A place where the world doesn’t feel against you.
I always found this place to be my go to when I needed time feel at peace with the world. I use to come here as a kid. I would also remember the time my step father drove away, I remember watching him drive away. I know that’s a bad memory, but i was down here to spend time by myself to listen to the wind, to be a kid and play in the park, I had friends who lived near here too.
But there is a time in our lives we were the happiest and a place and we end up re visiting to remember.
Hey everyone welcome back to my blog! Due to currents restrictions and rules in Australia I have not been able to travel with my fellow bloggers and friends to capture the world around us. I have decided to use my isolation time to capture images from Home.
Above images are of some of the times of butterflies we have had visit us over the past couple of days.
Meet Sunkiss (Lorikeet) and chloe (indian ringneck ) even pets can becomes the perfect models.
Why have I never written about my birds? My true loves and soul mates. They are truly understanding creatures with big hearts and a big personalities. Meet Laurie, mummy’s boy, have had him since he was two months old. I swear he suffers separation anxiety and a mood disorder. One minute he loves you and the next he wants to eat you.
Laurie is now seven years of age. He knows how to speak really well and he can do shakes also. He is quite the chatterbox.
Laurie has travelled to Mount isa with me he loves going new places and meeting new people.
Do you believe in your third eye? Opening to the spirit world, allowing loved ones to communicate with you. Sometimes they send messages through dreams, smells, sound and even butterflies. I have been seeing Grandma herself as a spirit, where as I believe she has been sending messages to all of us.
After grandmas first husband passed away, my grandma met my grandfather, they became beat friends and lovers. Pa and grandma did some garden renovations to the house, they planted bottle brush trees at the front. I can’t say how many years ago this was. This week the bottle brush with white flowers has been covered in butterflies and bees, it’s amazing and can tell this brings so much joy to his heart ♥