Grandparenting

We are in Buddina and enjoying a few days of grandparenting. It really takes you back. David and I never had a babe of our own on account of having five children and no money when we got married, so it is a delight to be able to grandparent together. Lindsey and Rob's little girl Sharloe has just started walking, on the day of her first birthday 24 October. She came and spent the day with us yesterday and we took her to The Ginger Factory at Yandina. She is delightful company, amenable and happy and interested in everything and everyone.

The Ginger Factory had beautiful grounds with extensive gardens.

There was also a little train.  Well, she was probably too young, but we couldn't resist. She seemed to like it.

Sharloe is just at that stage of early walking where they totter around with the arms up for balance. Looks so cute in the overall suit Nanna and Fafa bought.

After buying half the shop in the Ginger Factory we went and visited my uncle Peter, and Elizabeth at home in Buderim. Had a tour of their lovely garden and had some yummy home-made pikelets plus a go of their ginger cat. Would have liked to stay longer and share more stories.  Turns out Elizabeth used to live and work on a property in the cotton district near Theodore, where we have just been. But we had to get bub home for tea and bath.

Just one more picture.

You can tell that Sharloe is the main attraction at Buddina. Her devoted staff, Lindsey and Rob, are busy renovating their house and every time we come it is a bit more updated and impressive. Lindsey is working part-time being a cleaning contractor and also studying for child care qualifications. Rob is a painter.

Tomorrow we head off towards Brisbane then on to Warwick and down to Forster inland via Armidale.

Haven't had a sunset shot for a while so here's a nice juxtaposition of Beauty and The Grid, taken from Kyeema St. I've been reading "The Twins" set in a Netherlands dyke and windmill area and one line caught my eye in which the characters were discussing how backwards some rural part of Denmark was, because there were still overhead power lines visible, and birds sat on them. Apparently this was remarkable.  Imagine! There must be whole countries in Europe with no overhead power lines!