Over the last few years I’ve developed a deep affection for having a garden. In my younger days, it was a hassle – something that took up precious weekend time, but now I thoroughly enjoy watering, weeding and getting a bit of dirt under my fingernails.
Adam and I had a rambling cottage garden in the U.K., complete with terrace vegetable patch. I desperately wanted to replicate our bags of potatoes and pots of peas, tomatoes and lettuces this spring, but the timing of our trip back to England for our wedding, meant it just wasn’t feasible and we’d miss picking the fruits of our labours.
In a bid to satisfy my earthen cravings, I’ve compromised and decided this spring I’m going potty…
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A few weeks ago I received an email reminding me I had a voucher to spend an online retailer specialising in books, music and films. I’d totally forgotten I’d received the voucher, so it felt like a real windfall – a chance to treat myself to something new to devour.
Scrolling through the pages of items on offer, I came across a National Trust cookbook and was immediately sold. I ordered it and a few days later it arrived…
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Perhaps it’s the warmer sunny days, the clean sheets I snuggled into last night or the fact I’ve got a three day weekend coming up, but life’s felt really cheery this week.
Every few months I like to take some time out to reflect upon the little things that make me smile (here’s my musings from July and February), so to mark the start of spring, I thought I’d share my current daily delights with you…
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A couple of weekends ago Adam and I were gifted a big bag of oranges. They were freshly picked off a sturdy tree that lives in the backyard of our friends Sophie and Tim, and had a heady sweet, citrus scent.
As soon as we got the oranges home, Adam suggested we turn them into marmalade…
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I’ve always been a bit of a scavenger. Ever since I was a kid I’d pocket pretty shells, inspect interesting leaves or steal stems from the garden. It’s a habit that I’ve maintained into adulthood and I love taking a wander a somewhere, just to see what I can find.
The Malvern Hills were literally a five minute walk from our house in England and I loved the freedom of having a wander through woodland, often coming home with a pine cone, pebble, or in the spring, wild garlic.
Now the weather’s starting to warm up in Australia, I’ve been spending a little bit more time outdoors and the other day I spotted the first of the wattle starting to bloom… Continue reading “Wattle time”
One morning last week a pair of ducks appeared on our nature strip. Just the two of them, sticking close by each other, happily nibbling on the clover patches that have emerged over winter. I smiled to myself, noted how cute they looked and thought nothing more of it.
A day or so later, I saw the same ducks again – this time across the street in another yard. Now, I see them most mornings and I’ve named them our neighbourhood ducks…
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August has only just arrived, but I’m getting the faintest hint of spring in the air. The nights are still chilly, but the sun is sticking around longer and longer each day. Its rays now have that distinct warm weather glow about them, rather than that feeble almost pastel-like patina.
This year’s run of frosty mornings have taken their toll on our little garden and a few plants have fallen victim to the sub-zero temperatures. Others have embraced the cold and are almost ready to declare the arrival of the change in season…
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