Tiny Pleasures #322: Waltz Time
You can't but love a 1950s record sleeve with bright colours and cartoon dancers. I don't listen to it often, but I love it sitting there on the shelf promising waltzing good times.
Tiny Pleasures #321: Pineapple Stencils
While the grey cupboards doors in my kitchen are not my cup of tea, the pineapples I stencilled one day still make me smile four years later. I did it on a whim using kids paint and a toy roller, but it brought some colour and fun into the room. One day I might add
Tiny Pleasures #320: Tomatoes
Tomato seedlings are in the ground. The rule in Ballarat is not to plant them out until after Melbourne Cup Day for fear of frost. A dozen are now in two neat rows, ready to grow like billy-o. May the vegetable gods smile upon them!
Tiny Pleasures #319: Elephant Ears
Indoor plants are fussy creatures. They require more attention than I give them and often end relegated to the veranda, presumed dead. But sometimes, they make a remarkable recovery despite being ignored, and come back with vibrant green vigour (and minus the fuzzy white bug). I discovered this morning that my exiled Elephant Ears is
Tiny Pleasures #318: Unintentional Beans
One crop of broad beans means broad beans in perpetuity. This year's crop I put zero effort into, except for harvesting a big box this morning. Thank you for feeding me, mother nature.
Tiny Pleasures #317: Vine Tomatoes
Another Spring culinary joy is when the vine tomatoes arrive in the fruit and vegie shop, looking red and plump, like they've enjoyed some sunshine. The total lack of flavour in those terrible pale tomatoes that sit miserably on the shelf all throughout winter just make me sad. But the red of properly ripened ones
Tiny pleasures #316: Tuned Piano
I had my piano tuned today. It is an annual event ,yet every year I forget just how beautiful it is to have a piano that is perfectly in tune. Now my biggest challenge is to drag myself away from it.
Tiny Pleasures #315: Big Banana
Is it a sand bag? No, it's a big black banana. The kind that sits forgotten in the bottom of a giant's fruit basket and eventually will be made into an enormous banana cake.
Tiny Pleasures #313: Saturday Night Bread
I don't know what all the cool people do on a Saturday night, but I've been home baking. All by hand - it doesn't take long and I enjoy the feel of the dough in my fingers. Now my whole house smells delicious and comforting.
Tiny Pleasures #312: Piano Humps
Every time I see these roadwork speed humps, I think they should paint them to look like a piano keyboard. Only a subtle difference, but then we could all imagine a horde of speeding pianos hooning down Flinders Lane.