This weekend
I’m still on that freaking Martha Stewart list, and keep adding to it. Here’s what I have left (that I care about): Move the geraniums from the front yard into…
Sowing the wild seeds, so to speak
Holy crap, after weeks and months of prepping the front garden – first by removing all of the “lawn” – if you can call it that, with the drought we’re…
Arranged marriages and other musings about wedded bliss
The topic on Insight this week was Attraction. Lovely subject, attraction. I remember listening to Doctor Karl on Triple J years ago talking about pheromones and how The Pill messes…
You see… the thing is…
I have been writing a woman’s memoir for the past year, and in order to do that, I’ve had to toss everything aside–that includes craft and my sanity. I have…
The happiest day…
We had hard rubbish collection a week ago and Jeff and I gladly shed a few hundred kilos of crap from the garage. BUT… Along the way (thanks to a…
Wasps in the lime and velvet in my stomach
I tried to get onto the list, I really did, but life got in the way. Let’s see: Use the crates we found during the renovations to make some succulent…
Damn you Martha Stewart
I have a LOVE HATE relationship with the lady. So much that I want to do that I feel paralysed by it all and end up doing so much less…
Songs in the key of “oh my God we have a new piano”!
(with apologies to Stevie Wonder) Now, I wouldn’t say that JJ and I are the spontaneous sorts. I mean, definitely impulsive, but not too spontaneous. So un-spontaneous are we that…
The garden – stage uno
The weekends have been cool but sunny, so Jeff and I have been out in the garden getting the veggie patch ready for the first planting. And Dad’s been lending…
Bye-bye Google
The internet is killing my gut and my creativity–or was that the gastro I’ve had this week? I swear. I’ve been writing this particular post for ages but I haven’t…