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 inside me than the compost bucket. I chopped them up roughly and put them into … Continue reading Petit Paradis – Soup du jour – Cream of Vegetable
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 instance I wanted to finish some concreting and move the large pile of brickies sand … Continue reading A Chat Over the Fence
Gran went on an outing today. As Mrs PP chauffeured Gran through the countryside, Gran spied some palm trees. "Palms. I hate palms." Gran hissed. "OK." said Mrs PP. "Why don't you like palms?" "They're prickly. And you've gone and planted two palms outside of my house! I much preferred the lovely bushes that were … Continue reading Gran’s Overnight Palm Garden
It's 1:30 am and Gran is talking in her sleep. "Don't do that Jenny!" she hisses sternly. Soon enough she shifts pitch and her voice is sounding anxious and moving from muffled mumbling to clear and raised and alarmed. I've already got up once to turn the light on and try and wake her up. … Continue reading A New Bird: Spotted Pardalote
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