At my house...

...we are super excited about our new old gate to the veggie patch. Just installed today. Yay!

...we're enjoying the spring flowers, daisies, snap dragons and daffodils in the children's garden.
...there are very industrious children pondering the design of their restaurant.

At my house there is also a chilly wind blowing. But we've soup on the stove, tea in the pot and biscuits in the tin to keep us warm.

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A shift in focus

It sounds pretty lame to admit defeat by a power point. But that's the sorry truth. Everything was going to perfectly to plan in the kitchen makeover stakes. And if I hadn't been so smug, I would have been prepared for hiccups.

You see, we had the sparkie take care of all things electrical so we could proceed without risk of electrocution. But on pulling out the remaining kitchen unit we found a forgotten powerpoint. Not on the wall but on the back cabinetry. That we're trying to pull out. Until that's gone we can't finish the tiling and install the sink.

And trying to get a sparkie out for one power point is nigh on impossible. So I've hit the wall, so to speak. Most renovators will grit their teeth and get on with it. But I dear reader, have lost my enthusiasm and can't see the finish line. So while my new kitchen sink languishes in transport somewhere, I've naturally turned my attention outside. It is spring after all.


chooks enjoying their last forage

We've had a fencing expert come and build a fancy new fence around my vegetable garden. I'm very excited. It's not possum proof. But once the gate is in, it will be rabbit, chicken and most importantly, Mabel proof. I'm sorry to say that it's my very own pets, the dog and the chooks that do the most damage to the garden. Mabel in particular loves to rip small fruit trees out entirely and carry them off for a good chew. A sign of bored dog perhaps? She buries bones in the beds or just gives them a good dig. Well, not any more my little fury friend.

Although this space looks a bit barren, it is early spring. Come summer this space will be lush and green with hopefully some fruit. There are raspberry canes, eleven apple trees, one quince, one cherry and one myer lemon. I have one bed growing garlic, one growing asparagus and one with rhubarb. The remaining three I've plans for cucumbers, potatoes and tomatoes this summer.

Curiously enough by fencing in the garden, I now have more space and will be able start new beds around the perimeter and will plant flowers to attract bug eating insects. I'm thinking lavender, cosmos, zinnias, hollyhocks and of course sunflowers to name a few.

To me, this is so much more exciting to be out here in the gorgeous spring weather, dreaming, weeding and digging. And forgetting all about that cursed bloody powerpoint. For now.

New cakes

We've been experimenting in the kitchen today. New cakes, new biscuits and new treats.
For our new spring menu for tomorrow's market.
It's fresh and fruity and a little bit salty.

NY Times Salted Chocolate Chip Biscuit
Apple lumberjack cakes
Lemon cupcakes filled with sticky blackberries
Mini blueberry huckle buckles

Adieu...

...adieu, to you and you and you.
Sparkie is here today. He's going to connect the cooker. And remove these lights. Someone loved these faux Edwardian lights and must have spent a fortune installing them. But they're not for me.

I'm always nervous changing the bulbs with those glass shades, I never can manage to put them back properly and have already smashed a few. I haven't even attempted to change the globes in the children's room. It's so high and I can imagine the shade falling off and smashing onto their beds. Probably while they're asleep. Suffice to say their room has been light by lamps for a while now.

So today we'll be saying goodbye to these phoney antiques. Hopefully I can get a few dollars for them at the local second hand store.

To replace them I have some Tords tucked away, this gorgeous bernabeifreeman that I have been saving for years and a couple of old industrial shades :: I love the way Lyn Gardener uses them at her white farmhouse.

Renovation check list
Kitchen door sealed and wall tiled - tick
Cooker bought and installed - tick
Sink ordered - tick
Lights replaced - tick

To do
Order taps
Call plumber
Finish tiling.

Almost there. We're almost cooking with gas.

*update, can you believe the local second hand store didn't want them!  So it's not just me, they are officially ugly.  I begged him to take them for free....which he did reluctantly....

Rare and special

There was acrylic paints, xacto knife, cardboard and blankets everywhere today. Despite today's wild weather leaving us mostly housebound, we managed quite a lot.

The house is a shambles and nothing can be done about it mid kitchen reno. So we went with the flow and had some fun. Clearing surfaces as we went.
There was piano, a puppet show with tigers fighting over castles and a special delivery. And while I admired the knobs of the delivered shiny new machine (oh how lovely!) the children built a house with the massive box.




The house, for some reason, is actually full of cardboard boxes. So inspired by Joel, we made paper clip puppets.

Beans bubbled in the oven (whose days are numbered) and there was plenty of tea and toast. I love those days when we can just hang out at home. Seems crazy, but they are all so rare and all so special.

Cooking and shooting



I've been super busy these past few days.
Working. On a dream job.
Shopping, testing recipes and cooking food to be photographed.

For a book. About food.
Written by a certain farmer. A gourmet one.

Delicious recipes beautifully shot by an ace photographer.
I wish I had more time to watch and learn.

But I was too busy cooking. No matter.
I did manage to snap a few quick shots.

The whole project was super fun.
S.U.P.E.R. F.U.N

Seaside

seaside

Back from our break at the shack with pictures to share.

Tasmanian beaches are so beautiful. Postcard perfect with pristine aqua waters and smooth white sand. It's rare to see another soul on the beach either. I guess that's the choice you make, warm water and sunny weather with crowds and overdevelopment or brave the chill and get the Bay of Fires to yourself.

As a family of hard core beachcombers, we are happy to take the latter.