Wednesday, April 20, 2016

At this time of the year...

A lot of emu feathers flapping on our fences.  These crazy creatures race up and down with no particular place to go, it seems.

Our olive crop.  This year we enlisted the help of some friends and bribed them with lamb shanks for dinner and the promise of fresh olive oil.

The ruins of an old homestead on our property.  Time and weather slowly uncover previously unseen bits and pieces including this fragile wool bale stencil and parts of an old enamel jug or teapot.   Thinking about the conditions that previous farming generations faced is truly humbling as we spin around in our modern four wheel drive vehicles.

Muesli, quinces, chocolate chip biscuits and thin sourdough leftovers baked in the oven.

Homemade pesto gifted to me by my friend Zara.  I know I have said it before but there is just something so special about homemade gifts. 

Shed by Simon Griffiths, this book makes me want my own ramshackle shed made of rusty corrugated iron, with space to tinker in peace and perhaps an old stove in one corner.  Or an old timber boat just sitting there waiting for an adventure.  Just like Shack this book provides a perfect mini escape.  

Flow magazine is new to me and is full of soft, papery goodness if you are that way inclined, which I am.  

Also, Graziher magazine where a few of my photos and words make an appearance in the autumn issue.  

What is happening at your place at this time of the year?

Are you baking or harvesting or reading?  

I hope your midweek is feeling sunny and gentle x

Sunday, April 3, 2016

The changing light

Here we are in April and the season is finally changing.  The days are getting shorter, the mornings are darker and cooler and I am pleased to finally have some relief from the heat.

Every year I love watching the light change around the house and out and about.  I feel a little more creative when the light isn’t so harsh and I have been chasing the pretty light in the mornings and evenings. 

Over the Easter weekend I baked a challah loaf which we ate on Easter Sunday in the paddock.  The crust was beautifully golden and I was quietly impressed with my dough plaiting, however the bread was slightly dry and the loaf went hard quickly.  Back to the drawing board on this one I think.   

Two tiny bunches of flowers left in my work boots as a surprise from my daughter.  These small acts of kindness just melt my heart at the end of a long day.

Our pack of sheep dogs enjoying an afternoon paddock tour.

On Saturday I lit a little fire at our horse yards, just before sunrise.  The horse riders did their thing while I cooked pikelets on the open fire to share on their return.  Every weekend should start with a gentle fire, something tasty and views of the sunrise.  Horses are optional but they do give us a purpose!  

Brave broccoli seeds poking through the soil in the vegetable garden.

One rockmelon still going strong.  Do I pull it out to make way for winter vegetables or leave it?  I always have this dilemma as the seasons change. 

How are the April days treating you so far?

Are you enjoying a change in the season?

As my friend Brydie  recently said to me: I hope your tea is hot and your sunrise/sunset is beautiful today.  I thought these were lovely words.

Happy Sunday friends x