Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
This year I intended we would go cherry picking. I had visions of sourcing morello cherries, I adore jam made with this tart fruit. I thought I would pickle some to use throughout the year and preserve some in a simple sugar syrup and others in vodka!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
As should be the case though, the girls had a lovely time. My brother arranged a treasure on their property and they were thrilled with what they found.
Let's all be kind to each other this week. To ourselves, to those we care most about and those we know little about.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
My first herb and vegetable gardens, my own, growing basil, the pleasure the joy of making pesto myself, although my mum's is still better.
These are some of the reasons why food brings me so much job. Thankfully I can resist the eating, keep that within check, but it's the making and the memories that brings, that keep me in the kitchen.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
We got showered and dressed and had a lovely time at our local farmer's market. I went to take photos and thought why is the lens shadowed? and realised that I had left the battery in the charger.
We came back and Ella make pikelets for breakfast.
I went to Spotlight and bought some lovely liberty like fabrics.
A dear friend stopped by with a gift.
The four of us went bowling.
We cooked dinner together and Geoff cooked his first ever cake alone - aside from the girls assistance in licking the mixers!
The girls are in the bath and soon my man and I will snuggle on the couch with another glass of wine and some rubbish tv.
Today I turned 42 and the only thing missing was a call from my brother. It's strange but it was the first thought I had when I woke. I opened my eyes, realised that I wouldn't get that call this year and I lay there remembering the sound of his voice and how every year I'd answer the phone and he'd say Happy Birthday Torie. I have/had three brothers, but he's the only one that always called me.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Part of what we've relearned, for we used to have this skill, is to slow down, to relax. Our weekends were a constant whirl of feeling we had to do this and must finish doing that, and I've already learned that those are negative messages to send to oneself. We would get ourselves and the girls wound up with all the tension, the rushing, the pressure that we only put on ourselves, to get stuff done and honestly, it was just STUFF.