Pesky possums*

* Warning: alliteration ahead! Pesky possums have been a part of life in Melbourne for as long as I can remember. I grew up in a house next to a park, so we always had possums playing. They loved to chase each other around the roof, sounding like marauding hordes. Then there is the unholy…

Autumn

Autumn may be my favourite season but it’s┬álike picking a favourite book. However, I do love Autumn. I love how it encourages us to wind down from the heat of summer, to enjoy the rain and the chilly nights, to see the world changing. It is also a good time to garden. The weather is…

Trump

  That title is deliberate. If you are sick of the whole election you can skim over this post. However, I am, like the rest of the world, and especially Donald Trump himself, trying to work out what happened this week and what the ramifications are. Not living in the States I can only understand…

In my kitchen

In my kitchen in February was produce from the garden. Of course, being home grown, there is an abundance of the same ingredient. While it is lovely to have, you do have to be inventive to come up with different ideas! Firstly there has been corn. I am amazed at how easy it was to…

Sustainable watering

Lately I have been very busy with my job at the holiday programme. I had forgotten how tiring it is to get up with an alarm at 6:00 and then work the day. I know that most of you do it every week day for much of the year, but it is a few years…

In my kitchen, November

It has been wonderful to get back to the Vic Market this last month. There are many things to love about travelling, but it is difficult to find produce beyond the supermarkets. Then there is the issue of keeping it fresh. The fridge in the van works from┬áthree different energy sources — mains electricity, electricity…

How does my garden grow?

Over Easter my garden decoration had a little help from the Easter Bunny. Miss C and Miss B came over on Sunday and it didn’t take them long to find the eggs! Then we went inside an made hot cross bun. Well, they were more like hot buns, because we forgot the cross. They were…