TIny Pleasures #334: Bright & Stormy
The photo doesn’t do this evening’s dramatic sky justice. Brilliant light where the sun landed against a dark, brooding sky, accompanied by the mad screeching and flapping of a flock of corellas.
Tiny Pleasures #332: Sesame Street Covers
Fun songs are like medicine – one dose and you’re feeling better. When Sesame Street does a cover of a fun song it’s magic medicine – you’re instantly cured of whatever ails you. Look up “If I Knew You Were Coming I’d’ve Baked a Cake”, sung by the Cookie Monster and played
Tiny Pleasures #331: Golden Power Pole
The evening glow lights up the power pole outside my house. Ordinarily a grey lump of concrete, for a tiny window of time, it turns a wonderful rose gold colour. If I’m lucky I look out at exactly the right time to enjoy its ten minutes of splendour.
Tiny Pleasures #330: Podcast & Bath
I have a new bathroom (which seems like a terribly grownup thing to do) and the old bath with rusty strip down the edge has been replaced with a shiny new one. I tested it out with a podast (Esther Perel) and I am reminded that taking a bath is a very relaxing
Tiny Pleasures #328: Tarte Tatin
The Tarte Tatin is an upside-down tart with an inherent piece of risk. You never know what it’s going to look like when you tip it up the right way, hoping desperately that the apple doesn’t stick. There’s something quite magical about the transformation of apples, butter, sugar, flour and egg into a
Tiny Pleasures #327: Gin & Sunshine
A list of tiny pleasures all rolled into one afternoon: sunshine, friends, gin, interesting work chat, native botanicals, sitting on the platform of the old goods shed (which is now Itinerant Spirits, who make excellent drinks, served with a smile). It all feels a bit like summer.
Tiny Pleasures #326: Fried Apples
Friday Fried Apples. In butter with a little sugar sprinkled on top for a tiny bit of caramel. Just for one. Just because I felt like it. Just delicious!
Tiny Pleasures #325: Mozart
I had a conversation today with a student and her mum about Mozart. I finished with an off-hand remark that it’s been a long time since I played Mozart and I might do that a little later. Mum replied that it’s a pretty special skill to have. It was a lovely reminder that
Tiny Pleasures #323: Mini Kitchen Kid
I have a little spatula son on my kitchen window sill. He stands in for the real thing (who doesn’t live at home any more) and smiles at me while I make tea. He’s way more fun than a photo in a frame.
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.
