On this freezing foggy February morning I dream about our first breakfast in Paris on a perfect summer's day .. Is there anything better than cake for breakfast?
We went to the nearby town to see my in-laws the other day. To mark the beginning of the year of the rooster they bought one. A very much alive one, proud and pleasantly plum. It was bought for good luck - that's what they told the rooster. Actually was for the borsch - the local sour soup [...]
That was all of June last year. We finally started demolishing the walls as planned. In Australia that would've been an easy job, over and done in a day or two. Not here. The walls are 40 cm thick, reinforced concrete and bricks (remember we live on a fault, earthquakes are frequent). First the old style [...]
Growing a garden seems like the exact opposite of a nomadic life, right? Nevertheless we managed to grow and enjoy gardens everywhere we lived. Most plants moved with us...and I am not talking about potted plants. Usually I just dig them up, plant them in pots while we settle in the new place and then in the [...]
Winter in the garden
On this frosty morning I miss my sunburnt country...I love a sunburnt country, A land of sweeping plains, Of ragged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains. I love her far horizons, I love her jewel-sea, Her beauty and her terror The wide brown land for me! My Country Poem by Dorothea Mackeller
I helped plant this liquid amber tree last summer.