My tomatoes have begun to flower. And flowers because fruit. With 35 plants in and growing well I am hopeful for an abundance of tomotoes soon. I do enjoy the anticipation in the measured progress of growing vegetables.
I was walking out to dinner last night, dressed in a nice little black dress. A man on a bicycle shouted at me as he rode past: 'Great earrings'. Such a delightful compliment that allowed us a tiny moment of connection as my earrings danced in the rays of the setting sun.
I really enjoy teaching my handful of students. They're all dedicated and fun to work with and range in age from 16 to 89. The youngest of them gave a lovely card and Christmas present and I'm pretty chuffed to read her words of appreciation. It's pretty special to be able to share my love
After a stinking hot day, an evening ride to the market at the park was a welcome breath of fresh air. To top it off I strolled around the stalls with a chilled beer from Ballarat's Red Duck Brewery. 'Walking On Sunshine' is my kind of sour - it still very much tastes like beer,
What do you do when you have an enormous tree in your front yard? Decorate it with Christmas baubles for the whole neighbourhood to enjoy. This tree is twice as big as the house and what are quite large baubles look teeny tiny.
I went for a stroll this evening and was entertained following Mr Sozzled as he endeavoured to walk in a straight line, No judgement from me (I've done it more than once), just a quiet little chuckle with the magpie sitting on the fence watching the humans passing by.
My kids spent an awful lot of time playing with lego when they were younger. I'm sorting it out to store it until someone wants to play again and discovered that the sound of scrabbling in the lego box is very soothing. No doubt because for many years that was the sound of content and
My son brought me home grown cherries today. The most amazing flavour and juicy explosion in the mouth. I'm trying not to eat them all in one go.
How cool is this little dude sitting there reading a book in his cowboy hat and shades?
Oh quel plaisir to dig in the soil with a brand new trowel. The crisp, pointed edge goes into the dirt so easily, the smooth wooden handle a pleasure to hold. It makes weeding almost fun.
