Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Families are being evacuated to relief centres in Knox and Lilydale, only about 10 minutes drive from where we live. Don't misunderstand me, we're not in danger, but it's so close to us that it's almost unbelievable. It makes me feel more than a little sick, for those waiting for it to either leave or consume their homes, but also for the firefighters who are fighting tirelessly and ceaselessly with no end in sight, I feel for them, the enormity of what they face, it's so ghastly.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
February 25, 2006.
Ella at the farmer's market in Byron. Geoff's father grew up in Byron and Geoff holidayed there for many years staying at Nana's house on Shirley Street (now blocks of apartments) and eating fresh prawns on the beach that his dad had paddled out to get from the boats. Different times.
Our first plane ride holiday with Ella - stayed in a great house, perfect setting, amazing dinners in Bangalow and Mullumbimby. Lovely memories.
Kikimiss tagged me - I did bend the rules as this is the 6th folder from the bottom rather than the top - photos of cake from 6 days ago just seemed a little dull!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
These photos are taken from my parents front door. They were taken yesterday. They're safe, but the danger of these fires is still very real. Higher winds are forecast towards the end of the week.
I was reading House-n-Baby today and thought that she explained the situation well. Kinder friends have family in the way of the fire, they feel prepared so are there with their 3 children. We hope for rain and zero wind.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
What's not to love about them and their country. Gorgeous cities and even more beautiful countryside. Amazing design, fantastic beer, great looking men and beautiful women.
One of my life's dearest friends is Danish. She and her then boyfriend, now husband, moved to London not long after we did. Her friendship is one of the best things that happened to me in London and one of the things I miss most about being there. Before this horrible economic situation really hit they were planning a trip over this year, but I guess that's on hold now.
This recipe is one of my mum's - not quite sure where she came across it. It's super easy, one of those cakes you can just knock up in minutes with whatever you have and, like all things Danish, it's delicious.
Danish Type Cake
30g sugar (I use 4 tbs as I'm not good with weighing)
4 oz of butter (I guess that around 120g)
1/2 tsp of ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp ground nutmeg
1 cup wholemeal or white SR flour
2 tbs sultanas
1 cup fruit of your choice
1. Melt butter in a saucepan, add sugar and stir until it starts to disolve.
2. Add flour and beaten egg
3. Put half mixture in the bottom of a 7" pan (BE SURE IT'S NO BIGGER THAN 7", otherwise your cake will turn out like a biscuit!). Spread with your filling of choice, sprinkle with sultanas and spices. Spread rest of mixture over the top.
4. Bake at 180C for 30-40 minutes.
In this cake I used fresh blood plums from my parents tree. If your fruit is ripe, no need to cook it, just cut and place on top. Apples I'd probably cook lightly first.
PS If I were brave enough, or perhaps just in another life, I'd love to be food stylist and/or photographer - a cool and yummy job.
Monday, February 09, 2009
When you stand on their back verandah you can see a mountain to the left and to the right and they are both glowing red. Mum said that on Saturday you could actually see the flames but tonight they're just glowing red. The names you're reading in the papers, the places that have been so affected, Kinglake, St Andrews, Dixons Creek, Chum Creek, Toolangi, Narbethong, you can see on this map, they're close. Yet the idea of Healesville burning seems as unlikely as Blackburn burning, completely impossible.
I wanted them to come and stay here tonight, but they don't sound worried, so I won't be either.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
I don't so much want to lose weight as tone up. My weight has always been pretty consistent and I only weigh an extra 5 kilos now from when I was 17. It's not a brag, not at all, for the distribution of my body is soooo different to then, and it certainly can move on its own, but it comforts me to know that weight loss isn't the issue. Everything is just softer and you just cannot ignore it forever. It's also the fitness, climbing stairs and puffing, running around and feeling things wobble, I'm sick of it. I'm turning 40 this year and if I don't get on top of this now, I feel it's only going to get harder.
So, I did my first session today, with both girls in the lounge room supervising. It only took 20 minutes, which even I can manage, and it was great. I feel I've done something, I'm happy to do it again tomorrow and who knows, in 30 days there may be a change, I'll keep you posted.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Family dinner out with a special card and starting school of a watch, so she knows we'll be thinking of her every single minute.
I miss her already and she hasn't even gone. I feel a tearing in my chest that is completely illogical and really pissing me off!
Tomorrow everything starts anew as our babe starts school.
Children of friends have already started this week and things appear to have gone well. Mothers have been varyingly more and less upset than anticipated; children the same. Well adjusted confident children have had meltdowns at the last moment and the more shy, retiring oneshave walked away without a backward glance.
An article in The Age included comments from an experienced prep teacher who, not surprisingly, said that children take cues from the parents with regards to their reaction to schooling - parents are visibly upset, it tells the children something isn't right and they follow suit.
Ella's excited and we are too, because she is. I haven't thought too much about tomorrow. I've done the necessary shopping, I've made an art smock and library bag, labelled clothing but hadn't thought too much about it - until last night, when I had to acknowledge there was only one day to go.
I have the usual parental fears - will she be safe, will everyone be kind to her; she's such a gentle loving child who expects only the best from everyone and unfortunately doesn't always get the same in return. More than anything I wonder what life will be like without her around. I know that it's only 9am to 3:30 pm, but it feels like a lifetime looming ahead of me each day. Geoff and I talked about it last night and I said that I love her not just as my daughter and for how beautiful she is in every way, but I LIKE her so much. She is such a lovely person, so generous, interested and interesting and so very loving. I always said that I would never try to be a friend to my children in the way some do, but to be the best, most loving and supportive mother I could be and in turn believe and that friendship would flow from that, and it has.
5 years now seems but a blink. As with most things in our lives I can't believe I wasn't more grateful for the time we had together. For all the times I was impatient and just wished that I could have a few hours to myself, I wish I could take them all back and have those moments all over again. For the hours that we spent not doing anything much. For all the cakes we made, for the cups of tea we shared, for all the laughter, for all the love, I'm so very grateful that I was home to see of much of it.
I know that tomorrow is the start of something wonderful and different, but it's also the end to our home years, to months on end of just being together and doing as we please, and I'll feel the loss of that tremendously.
Roll on term 1 holidays.
PS No children consumed alcohol in this photograph; no it's not the end of the world; yes I am being more than a little self indulgent; yes I do have a gorgeous younger babe to enjoy more fully now; yes, I've got it out of my system.