Author Archives: Petit Paradis
It’s 4:30 am and I am awake. Rested, but awake. Gran is mumbling to herself in her darkened room. She watched television until late last night. Why else would you mumble in your sleep? Have you seen what’s on TV … Continue reading
Whilst I have been working out in the garden I have had visitors. Though I have been reminded that we are ‘Social Distancing’, ‘in self-quarantine or self-isolation’ or my pet dislike, ‘Lock-down’ – the visitors still come. The Wattlebird swoops … Continue reading
Today, I had the luxury of getting outside early. Though ten minutes into my day I was already sweating as I carted buckets of sand up the slope to where I am starting the very top swale. It is hard … Continue reading
I was preparing sauerkraut late at night in the kitchen. I had some of the nice outer leaves of green, crispy cabbages from the Farmer’s Market and a few other bits and pieces that I really thought would do better … Continue reading
As morning emerges, magpies carol. Softly. Carried over stillness. In the earth worms move restlessly. Slowing. The winter approaches. These things unseen, sensed from within, accepted. With gratitude. With reverence.
Sometimes, when time permits, I get to have a bit of a chat with our neighbour. Sadly I am often too pressed for time to get a job done and cannot really settle into a good, decent conversation. Today for … Continue reading