tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89740131512752102552024-02-19T13:00:05.812+11:00AussiemadeOrganic gardening, using water wisely, local fare, slow food movement fan, reuse, recycle, reduce waste spending and needs.Cooking from scratch, building up communities. Caring for each other.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-90925181530785064742011-05-23T11:50:00.000+10:002011-05-23T11:50:43.717+10:00Thankyou all.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Well it has been so long since I have come onto my blog. I am sure many of you can understand and even now, it is not easy. The past time has been vvery hard, and I miss my husband so much. I am so greatful to have had such an incredible relationship and know how fortunate I have been!. This keeps me from falling too far. Depression and being alone have been companions. I have not been lonely, I have incredible family and friends, and those of you on here who have communicated even though I have not responded. One thing I have found is no matter how hard it has been having people leave me messages on the phone, and emails have really been my saving grace. As have my animals and having to get up and feed, walk , care for them..have stopped me sinking too far into the black abyss. I also thank my local community and friends for love. <br />
It has been a hard hard road and continues to be. I began a new job close to home and less hours. This allowed me to escape and return to a structure I was unable to have at home. <br />
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I still have periods of time where answering the phone, or emails is impossible. One thing I have found strange is that I have been pushing people away, even my stepdaughters..not able to tidy the house, the garden is neglected and I have not been able to have my beautiful stepdaughters and their families down. Yet it is the thing I want more than anything. As to I want to have friends visit but am unable to these things I do not understand. I have decided that I my blogging may bring me back to a place where I will function at home as well as I do at work. <br />
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</div>Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-63821220619129736102010-08-09T17:07:00.000+10:002010-08-09T17:07:38.228+10:00So it isThursday week ago my darling husband was helping the chap who comes to sit with him, (so I could go and have some time for myself for 2 hours without stressing about leaving him on his own), load a truck with timber. On Monday at 16:20pm he had died at home, not in bed, having managed to climb the stairs on Sunday night having enjoyed short visits by his daughters and future son in law. We were all meant to be going to a friends daughters wedding. DH did not feel up to it. The girls came back in the evening and showed him photos of Tess in her wedding dress. He appeared to sleep well overnight, I was down stairs and he woke in pain anddesperately wanting to get out of bed, (he suffered with panic attacks about not being able to get out of bed), I assisted him to put some clothes on, was able to give him some pain relief, and began to walk down the hall and to the stairs, he made it somewhat more slowly than usual, about halfway down, he became to weak and I almost carried him to the chair, too hot near the fire, I moved him to the lounge. I rang his younger daughter who came down, and than we rang his older daughter who was at work and at a very busy time for the company. Her finance drove her down.<br />
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His body stayed in the house till noon the next day, giving his son-in-law who was unable to come down on Monday a chance to say goodbye. We all felt a real sense of having time to spend with his body, a real appreciation that he was dead, and his spirit was no longer in his body. There was no one wanting the room, or a feeling of inconveniencing anyone. The Minister DH wanted came and we had our family service just us only 5 people and DH's body, a very special time where we could grieve as we needed and be as we desired. Tears, laughter and so much love. <br />
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The dog and the cat each in their own ways were able to say good bye too. The dog licking and resting his head as DH was dying and then licking his hand and face when he died. DH patting Toby when he was near while he was able too. Murphy chose to not be in side until later in the day. Still not coming near but the next morning he was laying on DH's very cold body and stayed there all through the service. It was quite amazing as he usually lies right near the fire...he was saying his goodbyes, I am sure.<br />
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The funeral ladies came and were so amazing and we were given as much time as we needed to say our very final goodbyes to DH's body. DH's body was taken by the lovely Donna and Michelle to be looked after and attended and then cremated. It was DH's wishes that we did not accompany his body, and we all felt that our private service at home was so much more special for us than at a crematorium would have been. <br />
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The service we had at home, gave us an outlet and we all felt able to move forward with planning the Celebration of DH's life and his wake.<br />
Instead of the traditional order of service photo of the persons face in a oval shape the three of us agreed that a photo of DH with us, our dog and cat, would be wonderful. It made everyone smile. <br />
Each of his daughters spoke of their love, their fathers gentle nature, his generosity, his unconditional love and forgiving nature. His 7y/o Grand Daughter stood in front of more than 100 people and read her words about her wonderful, clever and loving Grandpa. I did his Eulogy and I can not recall what I said (fortunately Future son-in-law was videoing) so I will get to hear it. A couple of friends spoke about their feelings and friendship. We had music his favourite Beethoven's Violin concerto which we played at the beginning, a duet It's time to say good bye, and we were trying to find a jazz piece that would make people smile prior to leaving the church, but unable to ..we all agreed on Barry Whites. You're my everything! (we looked at the words and it said it all really. It was bright and people smiled.<br />
The one thing I kept hearing when I rang people to let them know that DH had died was what a special and humble man he was, a true Gentleman. (he was also quite stubborn at times) just to let you see I am not wearing rose coloured glasses here..lol).<br />
My father and his partner came from NSW and have been amazing in doing so much for us and with my brother who traveled from Western Australia to attend they took over the running of the wake to ensure that we need not be concerned and how appreciative we all were for this. I can not thank them enough for it.<br />
As we live near a small village and catering is not available, we asked friends to bring a plate to the wake. <br />
Plastic table cloths with smiley faces, balloons and butterflies chosen by Grand Daughter. Wattle flowers down the middle and in vases around the wall. A true celebration of life! DH did not want flowers so instead people donated money to charities that DH supported. <br />
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I ache with loneliness and missing him some times. I know he is with me still. I walk about our garden and feel his presence. I look at the bird table, the hen coop, the fencing. I smile with gratitude and a sense of love. I sit on the bench he made and feel his presence. He is physically not with me, and that is a thing that only time will assist me to manage. It is still very early days and the tears come so easily. I have only ventured into town twice and kind words of sincerity over DH's death make me cry. A friend said I should not hide these tears, as those who cared for us truely understand.<br />
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Having the dog, cat and hens is so good. I have to get up each morning and tend to their needs. (the cat would drive me ga ga, if he was not fed). I still have four trees that must be put into the ground or at least in pots for this year this week. Of course there are all the papers to sort through and treasures for his family to have. There is no rush however I understand it helps for hid daughters to have his treasures near, and some have no meaning to me, with the exception that they have been in our home and I see them. These things are not mine. They are his families. <br />
Thankyou to all of you who have held us in your thoughts, prayers and hearts.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-4275135229259701242010-07-14T21:18:00.000+10:002010-07-14T21:18:37.994+10:00Bits and pieces of flotsam and jetsam of lifeStrange beginning to week, popped into little village near where we live, just for milk and bread. Very expensive trip hit a major pot hole.<br />
I was waving at a friend walking her dog, and did not see said pot hole. SO one very damaged tyre. I was only doing 60 as I was slowing to pass friend walking dog. (thankfully). As Toby(dog) and I were in the car and neither hurt, and tyre damaged I tried to get home the two kms we were from home. Nope only got about 1km. Stopped began to change tyre, spare flat! As I was trying to lift spare out hatchback door dropped on my back ribs, so bruised and sore but not broken. I just gave up. Rang the RACT which is roadside assistance c? tasmania. I have got more than my monies worth out of belonging to these organisations over the years.<br />
So at some time in the week I will have to take one tyre into village and get it fixed, then I will ring RACT to come and put new tyre on and old off, then again drive into town to fix second tyre. Tyre month this month as my car needs new tyres. Now why could I have not damaged my tyre rather than DH's which was in good nick? ARRRGH. You have to laugh and at least my tax return is good this year.<br />
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So I will be carting tyres to and fro, and more exciting and fun I have to go and pick up my new dwarf fruit trees from Woodbridge.<br />
http://www.woodbridgefruittrees.com.au/<br />
Heirloom varities, growing on dwarf rootstock. These are supposed to be going into the Chook run, unfortunately the eucalyputs that is in there has become huge and will need to be removed before these new trees can go in. So pots will be the go this year. <br />
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I have been watching the Tour de France, something I really love and have for 20+ years. I began listening to it on the radio as back then no one televised it in Australia. I began because a friends daughter (whom I have never met) was riding in it. We were listening on the radio only to hear that she had been in a bad fall.<br />
She recovered and I do not know what became of her.<br />
Only to say this piqued my love of bicycle racing and especially the Tour de France.<br />
Tired and very happy last night was a rest night.<br />
So home and garden suffering till the end of the Tour.<br />
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My DH is the most amazing man I know. He is weakening, and sleeping more and more during the day. We have his pain kept pretty well under control and it may be the meds that cause him to sleep more or it may be the cancer. <br />
However he will not wake me ( I dont always hear him get up). He gets dressed and comes down stairs, he lights the fire, I have wood that is not too heavy and kindling ready for him. We find it too hot to keep the fire going overnight unless it is less than 2C so it goes out. <br />
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The day before was a very good day, he was up and let our chooks out, did the fire and was working on his photos. He is sorting them and labelling them for his daughters. Somedays he is up to a short walk others not. He is not interested generally to leave home. It is all getting too much. <br />
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We receive invitations to visit and parties for our friends and we just have to play it by ear. He has kept a record of the time line the radiologist oncologist gave him which was 3-6 months, and we have passed the 6months this week. Interesting fact, not sure it is a great thing as he is so very weary of this slow drawn out process. <br />
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The girls have been coming down and spending time with us. Staying overnight on weekend almost each week. It is lovely and he enjoys it so much. It is comfortable and things are going well with them both for me too. It is just so very difficult not stopping them from caring and supporting their daddy, whom they love and are loosing. It can be so easy to forget that it is no just I that he is leaving. His life before we met 10,<br />
1/2 years ago was full and precious. We are all doing the best we can and coping as best we can in the circumstances. <br />
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My eldest SD announce her engagement last week which is such happy and delightful news. Of course tinged with saddness. Such great news. <br />
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The garden is self caring almost..sigh Kale, silver beet, broccoli, cauliflower, and cabbages small in number but growing. Garlic is going well, I should pop more in. I cleared the cherry trees and fed, composted and covered the cleared area with sugar cane so they hopefully will give me a good crop. The other fruit trees were done in autumn. I pruned the roses who cares if it is the wrong time, I just felt a need to do it. My almond tree is dead I am pretty sure..darn it. Hazle nuts have some flowers, but as they are not all flowering at once doubt any hazle nuts will happen this year as you have to have cross pollinators and they just do not seem to flower together.<br />
There are buds on peach, plums, and nectarine trees. It is there second year in so I can not expect much fruit this year but at least my garden tank is full. The house tanks are half full and we have had about 10 ml of rain in last week or so. It has been a very dry winter so far. Mind you it is only just half way through. <br />
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SDs did not let us know they were coming down to stay overnight on Sunday till after 1pm so I was not really prepared'; I did have a kind of thought it may be a possiblity that they would come but...<br />
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I had been promising that I would make a treacle tart for DH, and as girls were coming down thought would do this. I whipped up a salmon mornay(tinned salmon) with left over potatoes and tinned asparagus on the bottom. Popped the lot in oven and baked with some grated parmesan on top. Served with rice..delicious. Treacle tart for desert. Big hit.lol I add more lemon juice as it is too sweet for me. It is an amazing tart when you just use Golden syrup, fresh white bread crumbs(had to buy white bread especially for it) and lemon juice and rind. Oh and pastry. Think I could make the filling without pastry and it would have very little fat. lol. Not so nice though. Just made a short crust pastry for it.<br />
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I had some lovely photos to put on here to show you all sigh but somehow did not load them correctly and have deleted them off the camera. sigh techonology brilliant when it does what I want awful when it misbehaves.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-75755916743837842102010-07-05T17:36:00.010+10:002010-07-12T09:43:42.673+10:00Building communities<div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXwevYolWAJ1zckf4GVmOIShN0U8kLD5iEp1YN-pKYuf11n7zzOfUspzpZQwg-VzYXnDJyDiiTFwCbSiBqDLghfPafQwp_Ayr_g7TSZ98GvfhO-Qq6tUS3FlAok7ypDwrhLmn_eqgvk_U/s200/344.jpg" width="200" /></div><br />
What a wonderful day I had a couple of weeks ago<br />
A new resident in town, has blown in and bought with her a change, it may be wintertime down here but she has bought warmth, friendship and inspirational personality, (and that is only through reading her blog and a couple of emails) before we actually met, all this had me a little in awe. (the awe inspiring kind!)<br />
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After receiving an email inviting me to a Home Gardeners Group, I went to Kate's There were quite a few women and we sat around Kate's kitchen table and chatted sharing such warm, and amazing conversation. A eclectic group we were but all have in common a love for our gardens, and desire to be more self sufficient and less dependent on oil. In the process reforming the traditional sense of community. Mind you we traveled to be together, and we will meet up once a month. Car pooling as we can. Meeting sharing food, seeds, plants, knowledge, support, books, recipes, ideas and friendship.<br />
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Community what does that mean to you? For some community is family, with a few friends. The interesting thing we found in our discussion and sharing yesterday is that most of us had moved to the region recently. (12 years me) other 3months. Only one person had grown up in Tasmania, and after many years away had returned. When I first moved here to Tasmania, I found it hard to meet people, especially since I had no children. Children open more doors in new places. <br />
The locals were friendly very friendly but invitations to people(Tasmanians) homes never came. Of course this could be more about me than the locals..lol All my friends seem to be like myself migrants from the main island north or from overseas. This situation repeated itself with the group yesterday. In our discussion we discussed how it is more that locals have family, friendships already established, lives that need no one new necessarily to be included. They are warm friendly and established.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">My chooky girls Lovely Barnevelders </span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"> This is my hen with the green blue eye</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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In saying all this. I love Tasmania. You can tell that because I was not born here but chose to move here, and have chosen to remain here! (okay local people love the place too I know.)<br />
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When one looks at my library of self sufficiency books, vegie gardening, poultry you would imagine that I had the most amazing vegetable gardens. They are a work in progress more in my head at present but the concept is being established. Fruit trees, nut trees, chickens and some vegies are all here.<br />
Extra water tank is here. I may not be the most successful vegie grower but things are happening and I am willing to give it a try and try again.<br />
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One is led to believe Winter, is a quite time in the garden. It seems a tad deceptive to me, mine is a very busy time when establishing one or maintaining one. Planting, pruning, building, creating, and so very tiring all the planning. I have paths to re-establish, holes still to be dug. The ground is a little hard still recent rains will help. Plants to move, and dreams to dream.<br />
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But why are my raspberries now flowering? I know we are past the winter solistice here but it seems a bit too early or late whichever way you look at it.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-24223658533640342092010-06-19T21:23:00.000+10:002010-06-19T21:23:42.318+10:00The calm after the storm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp2JVOLX9JC-2YQVEHQEC5-P73garFUsMdUkLwq57l_eXD3u76_xhpgALSKLiYI4xZM1G7ntrQS_mpp8Plx4Oe4oST0EW2eMbvkclLSoFSXV4Rm0TZjrv4FbxSe5cELy_O2uJkRkcRd_0/s1600/On%20our%20bench%20and%20more%2019th%20june%202010%20089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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My DH made a decision yesterday and said that this weekend we would be at home and have no visitors. It was an quite strange when he said this as it was like a weight lifted off my shoulders. I was girding up my mind and body for more visitors. Please do not get me wrong I like visitors and we do enjoy them. It is just that it seems to have been non stop for months now. This no visitors included family. He tells me not to feel guilty about us wanting our own time, to be together for a weekend with no one coming. So I laughingly said I would drive the car to the end of the drive pop a sign on it and leave it there for the weekend. He said lets do it. So here it is.. <br />
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We have had a lovely week with some lovely suprises. The bench that DH had begun to build for me but sadly not able to finish, arrived home, and we spent a pleasant 40mins together oiling it to protect it for the rain that was forecast for later in the evening. We were rushing as it was so gray, but we made it and the oil even dried mostly.<br />
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The beautiful timber is a local one called Huon Pine. It is a extremely slow growing timber and there sadly is not a lot of trees remaining. He also has made me a coffee table and side table.<br />
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Two hens are now moulting and my egg count is down to 1 or less a day. So I guess with a 50% reduction in the work crew the other two are doing their best. <br />
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We have been having rain which has been very needed. Full rain tanks.<br />
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Daphne is getting ready to bloom, and a friend had jonquils in her garden this week. We walked through the garden this afternoon in a short sunny break. As we walked through our Wattle tree arbour we were noticing all the blossoms developing, and all of a sudden in the sunlight we noted the fluffy blossoms of one ahead. As we approached I asked DH if he could smell the sweet smell that was coming on the breeze and sunshine? Surprisingly he could the warmth of the brief sunny break warmed the perfume..bliss.<br />
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all in all a lovely memorable short walk about our garden with my love today. This is what living is about to me. Being able to stop, stand still looking at all we have and feeling rich and so very fortunate to live where we do. Knowing that our journey is as magic as the amazing things we have around us that nature provides, and we have harnessed. Having someone to have such times with and love, simple pleasures, mean so much.<br />
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It all went belly up on Saturday and eventually his daughters came and my DH has been away overnight and will be away for today and tonight. I pick him up for an appointment and we will come home. <br />
I miss him, he is missing me. <br />
I just needed to have some sleep, some time to think about nothing else, no one.<br />
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But this does not happen. Even though I slept really well undisturbed sleep so rejuvenating, I have been anxious about how my DH is going. He is with his daughters who love him dearly, but it is in a strange home, strange bed, expectations are different, he can not sit inside and smoke his pipe. He is not entirely happy but will stay as he knows how much I need this short break. <br />
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When the girls came to pick him up, I did not want him to go. I cried and sobbed, in the end he decided it was important for me. Me time.<br />
I can not say how much I love this man. How even though I know it is okay for me to have time, how guilty I feel. For failing him. <br />
I needed to fall apart, loose the plot before I screamed out for help.<br />
Not the best way to do things. I hate loosing control, I hate failing at the important things in life.<br />
I know that I have not failed I really do know this. The feeling at the time is what stops me from asking for help. <br />
Perhaps in future I can ask for help. Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-86758572090558912692010-06-08T17:47:00.000+10:002010-06-08T17:47:26.713+10:00It is the first of June and I have cherry blossoms?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Kf3uEPU1JltnyLY1-uh68Ym3d7F79VydbES-brkapzF4PCgzz_d685hdY46DkqlhBjGVq-8MeoARs37FXzzrU6agibXm_WfvCyA9kQQINzVSwk_rEAST4g53KEupQZFK7OqRuHLY-2o/s1600/RIMG4402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br />
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I picked a lovely bunch of flowers today, wall flowers, wattle,<br />
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It was the first day of WINTER down under and we are down under down under! I know it has been a mild Autumn, this proves it. Bulbs are already up and I even have some broad beans flowering. I am still getting tomatoes of a bush that is protected by a very large red flowering geranium,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaY8gXp7wqneG8ZlWJ77GRd4ozxBI1ZZm3SiW6H0x1ZY0rtWVJKEywVq_FbfRAZpVi7JNbiCchgFCrAqtdOmjggX09bLdD_7m9MDa_sjZe4EiH7_Sc5D5b7xSHZexsb9eiA_pJywzewjw/s1600/RIMG4403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaY8gXp7wqneG8ZlWJ77GRd4ozxBI1ZZm3SiW6H0x1ZY0rtWVJKEywVq_FbfRAZpVi7JNbiCchgFCrAqtdOmjggX09bLdD_7m9MDa_sjZe4EiH7_Sc5D5b7xSHZexsb9eiA_pJywzewjw/s320/RIMG4403.JPG" /></a> which is again protected on two sides by the house. <br />
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Perhaps my garden is picking up on my desire to be planting out and producing food, oh why does my body feel it is springtime here not winter..only 12 weeks till Spring (well another 4 or so for us to really be in spring). <br />
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I still have peas to get into the garden. Sweet peas, I want to plant heaps of them this year, they are so pretty and scented. Lots of green peas, and snow peas, sugar snaps...yummo.<br />
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Okay it is official in the local newspaper today, a small article saying that the Royal Botanical Gardens of Hobart were also experiencing plants flowering and new growth throughout Autumn of plants that normally do not do this. Just glad to know it is not just my little patch that is out of whack.<br />
Climate change is certainly present in my garden right now.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-24453057739234985522010-05-28T11:16:00.000+10:002010-05-28T11:16:18.926+10:00The wonders of mushroom compost...I love it! I am so fortunate to live where I do and have access to some wonderful mushroom compost. I purchased 10 bags some are shown below.<br />
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We have so much mushroom prepared and frozen now it does make me feel quite happy that I can pull out a bag and make a very quick soup or rissotto for dinner or when guests stay. We are having quite a lot of people calling in and staying due to DH illness so it helps to have lots of easy things in the freezer. As we do not have take away near us and definitely no home delivery services. <br />
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</div>Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-32921426964186935262010-05-20T10:29:00.000+10:002010-05-20T10:29:14.569+10:00Thinking about gardeningAs the northern hemisphere is getting into the prolific months of the produce garden and we in the southern hemisphere where I live are battening down the hatches and preparing for colder temps, rain, sleet, some snow and gale force winds. Today a perfect example the wind isblowing strong, the rain is coming down at almost right angles and yet when the sun shines it is lovely (as long as one is inside by the fire..lol) then the wind picks up again and rain splats the windows. The hens are hardly venturing out of their coop and the smaller birds dart quickly to the bird table and are almost blown off.<br />
I guess when you live in the Roaring Forties it is only to be expected. I do quite like the wind. You will have to remind me that I posted this later in the winter when I am bemoaning the wind.lol<br />
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Ah now the garden. I am not sure why I seem to be in the more normal mode of get into the garden and get things done springtime mood. It just may be the house is needing quite a big sort out and I truthfully am struggling to face it. So I instead sit here procrastinating about my plans for the garden, and checking out all my faviourite blogs. (something I have not done much of lately).<br />
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I have prepared nearly all my existing fruit and nut trees for the winter during autumn. I have 9 more on order. I am looking forward to the new trees coming to see if there is any difference with the performance of the trees I purchased last year and the year before. Non of which have really thrived. Mainly due to very low rainfall the first year and too much water this year.<br />
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These new trees will be planted in the chicken run. They will be fenced off from the hens to enable them to establish themselves. They will be watered and nurtured as will be the trees that are established sort of. I am hopeful that I may get fruit of more than the cherries this year. It would be lovely to grow apricots, peach, nectarine and plums. All of which I have at least one of already. I would love to find 9 fresh road kills that I could dig into the holes for the new trees. I will have to keep an eye out and go out for drives early in the morning once the holes are dug. Putting these in deep. I have done this with one of the vegie beds that I will be using this year. (It has been dormant for a year by the time I use it again).<br />
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Kale, broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower have all been planted. My cherry tomatoes have all been removed now and they were incredible providers I will put in some more in spring. I have two self sown plants that are full of larger tomatoes, but I feel that the chances of them ripening now are dwindinling. Mind you they are protected by a very large Geranium. <br />
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I have purchased more terracotta pots for using as watering into my vegie garden beds, and I may put some around the new trees and any that I transplant, as I would think that several around each would assist in development.<br />
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I have plenty of fencing wire to make protective cages for the fruit trees and will be able to pop poly pipe onto the star pickets support around them to make netting covers to keep the birds off. Oh see how my brain is working.lol<br />
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It has been quite a hard emotional roller coaster the last three months, the next few will be I would imagine worse. As we deal with my DH's cancer. He is going strong, if loosing weight and we try to keep on top of the pain. He is currently building me pelmets to keep more heat in the house for winter. He has a list of all the things he wants to do so he knows that I and his girls are looked after. He is so active up and down the ladders and of course his pain increases with the activity. He is happily doing all of this, and whilst it is difficult we as a couple are muddling along with support of family and friends. The bad days are bad and the good days are so wonderful. <br />
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At one stage I was off to my GP for anti depressants as it was getting me down. I could not get an appointment for 2 weeks, kind of felt shattered by this. The next morning dawned sunny warm and my garden was calling. 5 hours in the garden and anti depressants no longer on my mind. So my garden is my anti depressant and my life whilst hard is actually great and we are still happy with each other enjoying what ever time we have together, sharing emotions and talking planning what needs to be planned. Laughing, at times frustrated and generally living our life together in love and contentment. Dont get me wrong. I would love to have years more together. He is my best friend. It is not to be so we have the time we have and we are trying to embrace it honestly.<br />
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Now if only the house work could become my antidepressant too. Actually I know the house is adding to my stress. I am not a natural domestic goddess on the cleaning front. I am the kind of person who has a rush of energy 3or 4 times a year and all the windows sparkle, the clothes are all ironed and not a thing is out of place. The rest of the time is just keeping on keeping on..lol<br />
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I am writting now. It is almost 1pm today and I am going to log off I vow to now go and spend time getting on with the spare bedroom.<br />
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This post was written a week ago, and I forgot to post it. So here it is. The spare room is looking better!<br />
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I wanted to try their honey but they were closed. It was Sunday<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">This is a photo of the amazing old farmers cottage we</div><div style="text-align: right;">stayed in about 5kms from Oatlands</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXkFD07NG4nhN_AhXfLF_xtOBKPjXUWayCDhSx5iyfWNHx0ZKO-5S0Lc0uJmnGoDCnNn-8lmSxqgGBU0UkUQI9-IfxXYrCdzUpVqIkjYJ7g97tS6sbXvLVxYk9MzB6HHmRQPzSBax0pY/s1600/231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXkFD07NG4nhN_AhXfLF_xtOBKPjXUWayCDhSx5iyfWNHx0ZKO-5S0Lc0uJmnGoDCnNn-8lmSxqgGBU0UkUQI9-IfxXYrCdzUpVqIkjYJ7g97tS6sbXvLVxYk9MzB6HHmRQPzSBax0pY/s320/231.jpg" /></a><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">These were the incredibly steep stairs from the top floor which fortunately we did not have to use, except to have a look at. I can not imagine how I would have managed if I had to go to the loo in the middle of the night. </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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We have recently returned from another wonderful trip and yes this time I took our camera.<br />
This is Mount Roland on the drive to Cradle Mountain. <br />
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It is about 5 hours drive from our place. We stayed in a very well appointed self contained and environmental ish house in Moina called Casa Verde. Below are part of the gardens at Casa Verde. <br />
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I took two frozen prepared meals from home, just required some pasta to be cooked and heated. I had grated cheese, and bought fresh bread. So easy, we had space, quietness, cosy warm fire no TV no Radio. We did watch a DVD or two, after our lovely days out. Mostly we read, and chatted.<br />
We had one meal there which was very tasty and relatively well priced for being in a remote and tourist region in the high season. Moina is about 20mins drive from The Cradle Mountain National Park. Having a place to ourselves was want we needed and so the drive was not difficult, though in winter I would stay at Cradle Mountain.<br />
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This is a replica of the first house built in the Cradle Mountain area, the original was burnt. A chap called Waltheim walked in loved the area and built a house. He married and they lived up in this incrediblely remote wilderness. He opened his home up to mountain climbers and they had many visitors. <br />
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The following day well totally different story! Rain, cold and windy. It was too cold for us to move from the car park. As you can compare from the photograph above. Day 1: 25C degrees wonderful Day 2 13C degrees brrrr. <br />
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We did a 500metre walk in a the National Park, it was a gentle walk and very pretty.. with waterfalls and lots of bird life. There had been strong winds over recent times and quite a few big old trees had fallen. It has also been very dry up in the Cradle Mountain National Park over the last few years, so tree roots are loose. When you have winds of 150km/hr+ coming through regularly, I tend to wonder that any big trees survive at all up here.<br />
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The trees may fall and change this walk, which we have done several times in the past. It does not change the feel of this walk. I love nature as even if you have seent the same thing everyday it is always slightly different.<br />
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My darling man loves mountains, any mountains. He has climbed Cradle Mountain, many other mountains and walks in Tasmania, Malaysia, UK, Switzerland and he has climbed Kilamanjaro. His spirit was revitalised and he felt a sense of wholeness. I dont know why we have not been up earlier before he became sick. Dont put off any thing that gives you peace, joy or are passionate about. <br />
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There were some bonuses however to being in the National Park on the cooler day. We saw another Echidna. This one was so not interested in us, just mosseying along doing his/her thing.<br />
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Cradle Mountain is the beginning of one of the great walks in the world. The Overland Track. 5-7day work in some really amazing land. I have never done it, but several friends have had amazing treks. This photo shows the beginning of this walk from Cradle<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH3VOz2cqtkDzgopBb_uI9G2DwqUDeyX1rrlQkcaIujPSs3TH7-A1LRQBwG-BCB0rMRrxiVO1MWCh9aCrD9nupcvlbLTjYIM5MaWXpuIF0ZmpoTlsMb-wC5ohi_eIka9zTdIdwReJ8WCE/s1600/219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH3VOz2cqtkDzgopBb_uI9G2DwqUDeyX1rrlQkcaIujPSs3TH7-A1LRQBwG-BCB0rMRrxiVO1MWCh9aCrD9nupcvlbLTjYIM5MaWXpuIF0ZmpoTlsMb-wC5ohi_eIka9zTdIdwReJ8WCE/s320/219.jpg" /></a> <br />
to Lake St Claire. It has become so popular that our state government now make you book your walk so not too many people are out there at once. It was getting too busy in summer. It is a shame in my mind how we love our natural areas so much we are so at risk of spoiling them. <br />
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It is also here that you can see many wombats in the early evening coming out from their burrows to eat. I had forgotten that Wombats have pouches that the baby when small is in a pouch. I think the one below is to big to be in a pouch now.<br />
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In the National Park I saw several wombats. I was blown away by just how ignorant and silly some folk are. Here is this amazing animal, with her baby, eating and being natural. These people see them, begin to race towards them yelling at each other,...come on come on...racing over the alpine grasses, some of which if damaged can take 30years to regenerate. <br />
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Taking photos, and scarring the wombats so that mother and baby ran away. Weird that!<br />
I and a couple of others waited patiently and relatively quietly and the mother and baby came quite close about 10 m from us, not frightened and just ate the grass.<br />
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As I was walking back along the duck boards, I spotted this not so little guy. He was right at the edge of the boards. I could have reached down and patted him. I must have watched his antics for 20 minutes. He scratched, nibbled grass, dug roots. Stretched and scratched again. Wombats have poor vision but good smell (at least that was what I was taught) so he knew I was there. He looks as if he is loosing his summer fur and growing in his winter fur..he will need it up here.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My first stop out of town was the tip shop, there are three in the Hobart surrounds. This is the one on one of my ways home.</div>I love stopping at the tip shop. I have purchased some amazing bargains here and some things that have been very useful in the garden and house. The dinner set we currently are using is Wedgwood and whilst is not complete, it has enough pieces for us to use and entertain with, plus it compliments my other bits and pieces. 23 pieces and only $30. I wanted to get two more plates these will cost me $25ea! <br />
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These little treasures are found near one of my faviourite vegetable stalls called Meridith's it is just a shed and they have great deals on fruit and vegies. They are made out of corrugated iron, and painted. They change them around at times. There is also one of a fox, but he was elusive this day. Tasmania used to be fox free, though there are fears that they are here now. If this is true they would really decimate our wild life and compete with devils.<br />
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</div>Off course no long day shopping and chasing up messages after a night shift would ever be complete without a coffee from my local cafe. The Lotus Eaters. Great food made with love and incredible skill for flavour. <br />
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<h3>Zucchini And Walnut(peacan) Cake</h3><h3>Cook Time: <span class="duration">55 minutes</span></h3><h3>Ingredients:</h3><ul type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal">1 cup vegetable oil</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">2 cup sugar</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">3 eggs</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">2 tsp. vanilla (I alwaysuse pure vanilla extract)</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">2 cups flour</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">1 tsp. baking soda </li>
<li class="MsoNormal">1/2 tsp. baking powder</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">2 tsp. cinnamon</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">2 cups grated zucchini (leave skins on)</li>
<li class="MsoNormal">1 cup walnuts</li>
</ul><h3>Preparation:</h3><div class="MsoNormal">Mix oil and sugar. Add eggs, one at a time beating well after each addition; blend in vanilla. In a separate bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, cinnamon, and baking soda. Add sifted dry ingredients to first mixture; alternating with grated zucchini. Fold in chopped nuts. (Batter will be a bit thin.)<br />
Pour into greased and floured 13x9x2-inch pan. Bake at 350° for 55 minutes.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p> You can use less oil, I used 3/4 cup of good olive oil. I also used mixed spice instead of cinnamon. Just for a change.</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p><br />
</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>This is a lovely moist cake. I slice it and freeze the slices sometimes iced other times plain. </o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p><br />
</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>Icing is cream cheese. </o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>I used 1/2pack cream cheese</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>Juice of 1/2-1 lemon depending on your like of lemon and how much juice is in the lemon.</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>You can also add butter. not sure how much..sorry makes it more soft and flavoursome </o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p>One cup of icing sugar, but sometimes I use more..it just depends on how much icing I need and whether I want it thick or more runny. I beat it all together with my rotary hand mixer. Till it is creamy and fluffy. </o:p></div>Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-38714087101697993212010-03-06T19:15:00.001+11:002010-03-06T19:15:50.891+11:00How come I have so many zucchini's when my plants did not fruit?I was shopping at my local health food store, getting real peanut butter, just ground up peanuts..yummo! As I was leaving the lady asked me if I liked zucchini, yes was my response, I was given three lovely dark green zucchinis, not huge but good size and lovely steamed with butter and garlic. Very nice on the BBQ too.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I was chatting to my neighbour on Monday over our sort of fence, which is mostly blackberries. She offered me a zucchini, it was the size of a marrow. But so full of taste. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA9H2gtYOgmI7Ad8BT4E_hjZVtJtnZ6po5TrFdLHIRPy4nmLIB5l_Hun_OoOl8e85k-0E4X_hHWoO14Q3Sjy_tLXbxgBAFhaXfiVc-YBxsDxSTTO5B7oPEWmDr2qARRpTS3BYHKTqqo8U/s1600-h/189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</a></div>We had zucchini fritters with lamb stew and mashed potato and a tomato salsa that night. All I did was cut the zucchini slices a bit thicker than normal, cut them in half and dip them in a very runny batter made with cornflour, water and yogurt. Pan fried in oil shallow. (you could I guess deep fry them).Oh and these ones I topped with parmesan cheese after they were cooked. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"> I would add cummin next time I think to the batter. They were lovely and crisp on the outside and soft on the in. </div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs054iR4Rs4YQZdWgJohnD6ocmEMAW_IKYs-xeh7vUyiEYjA30OGnpaYZVzdknyMe8wtmDZGvUUgbPl6HfIPPOzOEe0gEaecVZmquDWTkr9gejamGyFQXzMBR0MZePQujUeoDklY1dPEg/s1600/192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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We went over to visit this neighbour for a drink this evening and she gave me another large zucchini, so we will have more cake frozen. I usually do a cream cheese icing on it but it is pretty fine without it too.<br />
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Then I noticed the men with the remote controls in their hands.<br />
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I sat and watched for a while, taking in the concentration and stress evident on some of the mens faces it was serious stuff racing remote control boats. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The grape leaves have begun to change into their Autumnal colouring after the couple of quite cold nights we had</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5OJZn6Q5ghqfwZjO2Rd9hfzQiUO7IaSCcM11UH7GE0wNsUVqAfpqUtStZYO1-DQU06eI4l6Q59q-OhWHM9VY9t8_5pdGIyAONftPkw-IWyowi__6ME_rqJoUFcRAlJEjLHxjhzf2yNk/s1600-h/167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5OJZn6Q5ghqfwZjO2Rd9hfzQiUO7IaSCcM11UH7GE0wNsUVqAfpqUtStZYO1-DQU06eI4l6Q59q-OhWHM9VY9t8_5pdGIyAONftPkw-IWyowi__6ME_rqJoUFcRAlJEjLHxjhzf2yNk/s320/167.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi09agWwV-XKsBETLDC7tqm6sJkijZcIAwznWBSs8O93rmQLQQbzcHPeq4TxP1EiauC4-A6zwf66yZaRZqFdrHij4pNatEXIv5vNYNBeI9lXTXomY46aV_wbjHtEf6ut60nFFZ6qibEd0/s1600/169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi09agWwV-XKsBETLDC7tqm6sJkijZcIAwznWBSs8O93rmQLQQbzcHPeq4TxP1EiauC4-A6zwf66yZaRZqFdrHij4pNatEXIv5vNYNBeI9lXTXomY46aV_wbjHtEf6ut60nFFZ6qibEd0/s320/169.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">My DH's eldest daughter bought me a bunch of these the other day</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">such an amazing colour. I am not sure what they are called, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">they last for ages as cut flower</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9fPl5i_Ycd_HNWqoS-aMOJDPIoyrZwG_qbOVx1Je_pgBlxTMk0Jo5E87ws6frnv3_WsNenqglYb_uYr86EY29vTwQDdkr5XumMWhvr1P2Zb7BdU9L014DjdrRAKZ38cEfmGeALcxVS0/s1600-h/168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9fPl5i_Ycd_HNWqoS-aMOJDPIoyrZwG_qbOVx1Je_pgBlxTMk0Jo5E87ws6frnv3_WsNenqglYb_uYr86EY29vTwQDdkr5XumMWhvr1P2Zb7BdU9L014DjdrRAKZ38cEfmGeALcxVS0/s320/168.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">My beautiful chooks are laying two eggs a day at present and my youngest one is finally looking as if her combs and wattles are beginning to grow. I think I have two girls laying good eggs firm shells and lovely dark colours as Barnevelders should be. I found an egg two days ago that was thin shelled and very flexible and fragile, it was also very pale.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCc-om4JHRK2PjY3qa3nSmh_0u4NSZ2yxLYRPkH_g_CP2ZwZdGk8xP2y0ig-9BNCZDjIg1n4pi9iUqhyphenhyphenf4tubloPbUZTNZZmz6EQsbIAsPorXUq9IjxAZ3hiixU7GufpBCKLIHFNMuW7g/s1600/182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCc-om4JHRK2PjY3qa3nSmh_0u4NSZ2yxLYRPkH_g_CP2ZwZdGk8xP2y0ig-9BNCZDjIg1n4pi9iUqhyphenhyphenf4tubloPbUZTNZZmz6EQsbIAsPorXUq9IjxAZ3hiixU7GufpBCKLIHFNMuW7g/s320/182.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> My four Barnevelders having their monthly worming treat.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJakQUEfFCNDRKqZoUihzWLiq_yImc-DBKHDUl4Nh4jlmPBguknIZ4sEGb34ebimjmCKZ2Q32ngXTaRuLBDFyUotbqkxR1DhFpqUIllYElsyL4lSZwH17jLI3wYNnommn_AL8TFUFKsY/s1600/186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJakQUEfFCNDRKqZoUihzWLiq_yImc-DBKHDUl4Nh4jlmPBguknIZ4sEGb34ebimjmCKZ2Q32ngXTaRuLBDFyUotbqkxR1DhFpqUIllYElsyL4lSZwH17jLI3wYNnommn_AL8TFUFKsY/s320/186.jpg" /></a><span id="goog_1267437255459"></span><span id="goog_1267437255460"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is one that weighs in at 43gms and</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">has this amazing speckle appearance.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Which you can see more clearly in the close up</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">below.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8lwE5ketBQAoomLD5B0ZwwyuXmuBf8IkFijA2h95L4Ws-Ph0j1GaEZP88EQ0mfFK5D5Ayut9FZgaACJnO503slxjtJE-XNXXZtaziUYKesPwhVC2TeX1_EuUFx1p6hrBBi9jHcN91i0c/s1600/187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8lwE5ketBQAoomLD5B0ZwwyuXmuBf8IkFijA2h95L4Ws-Ph0j1GaEZP88EQ0mfFK5D5Ayut9FZgaACJnO503slxjtJE-XNXXZtaziUYKesPwhVC2TeX1_EuUFx1p6hrBBi9jHcN91i0c/s320/187.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<span id="goog_1267424783842"></span>Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-68853770260711622372010-03-02T13:26:00.002+11:002010-03-02T13:26:28.767+11:00Away from homeWe were away at the amazing east coast of Tassie in a delightful town called Bicheno last week. We put our lovely Burmease in a cattery, but Toby could come with us. The place we stayed had a five paw rating for Life Be In It Dog Friendly Accommodation. It was called the Aspley Holiday Unit.http://www.apsleyholidayunit.com.au/<br />
It is a little way out of town about 3km, but really fantastic if you are travelling with your dog, or want to holiday with your dog.<br />
The property is fenced off so your dog can run about the large 1/4-1/2 acre yard which is full of native trees and has views off the ocean in the distance and you can hear the sound of waves.<br />
The beaches in Bicheno are fantastic and the largest one with its lovely safe swimming and long stretching beach is dog friendly. How Toby loved it running along the sand and into the water. Last time we were in Bicheno he lost his dog collar and tags, we got home and several days later someone had found them, gone to the trouble of contacting our council and sending it home to us. We did pop in and say thankyou a few weeks later and pay for the cost of mailing it. This time we lost a fantastic brand new frisbee, last seen heading on its way to New Zealand. lol Toby just would not go in to the water far enough to get it. I began to the water was lovely and clear and warm. I waded in (having taken off my trousers) and about 4 metres out found myself in water too my under arms. The frisbee was still quite a way out..lol I can see why our dog, who loves water but is a little reluctant to actually swim far was not keen to go out. <br />
You can learn more about this delightful sea side town on these sights. <br />
http://www.discovertasmania.com/destinations/east_coast/bicheno <br />
http://tourtasmania.com/content.php?id=bicheno<br />
There is also a fantastic large deck that can be closed entirely off. We left Toby there for several hours he was safe and secure.<br />
We went to an amazing animal park, <cite>www.natureworld.com.au </cite> just 2km down the road from where we were staying. I am so annoyed that I forgot my camera, as you would have loved the three young Tasmanian Devils that were chasing each other over the two peices of meat. These and several other pairs that live here are tumor disease free. Two wedge tail eagles, who had been hurt and not able to live in the wild anymore, but they were not in an enclosed cage. The devils and young wombat sleeping on his back stole my heart.<br />
I must admit I used to think devils were horrible creatures, until many years ago DH and I went to a wild life park close to home; now closed due to all the very expensive extra insurances they had to have saddly. Seems Australians are going down the US road of sueing for anything and accepting little responsiblity for yourself or simple accidents that are truely no one fault. I do not mean any offence to any Americans who read this! Just my opinion on a very sad state of affairs when beaurocracy has made it very hard for long standing businesses to keep going due to more and more regulations and insurance requirements. For me it is a very sad comment on our society and leaders. (I now step down off my soap box, brush myself off and move on). Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-53578681204296621662010-02-17T13:02:00.000+11:002010-02-17T13:02:19.489+11:00New Arrival<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioM0-J3CjXvMFvKHNs8Mpk0h5i2USVPNRZUtaYFPtkMBV1dwVprLgKHsiU-o3kgnVePRYeDLiARV1zoFzhvUaY9gayrq7lF-0VyoLaKBBNB9mF5HbPdGMIytimKEC13ZW8sGOl4xqOlac/s1600-h/145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The egg on the left is mine note the darker shell</div><div style="text-align: center;">not as dark as some Barnevelders but ok for a first egg.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The other brown egg is from a local egg supplier. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxVGfU9CIa6VB3ZBxJg5Y1G6fS16M4qdqkjvFEmu0BMao4L2fLC-cPGvIhCcFn-AAa148Eg4-FF92SZTyDr8Nvi55pwzkrpje-FtXd3dvMM0mfuGHs-tvfEiN6qkJ_1peRucHWYdGOEP0/s1600-h/144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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It is a little like your birthday, you know you have presents coming, you do not know what they may contain. I have to wait until my DH is up to share the cracking of our first egg. To check how thick the shell is, how firm the white and how golden the yolk...<br />
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Look at this lovely fresh egg, sitting upright almost on its white. Only problem is the shell is quite thin. Is this normal for newly laying chickens? Any help greatly appreciated.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-75402077672936739252010-02-15T22:30:00.000+11:002010-02-15T22:30:35.503+11:00My Kale comes with extras Last night I was sitting out on the deck watching three dragon flies swooping and flying after insects. So pretty especially when the last vestiges of sunlight hit their wings. I did try to get a photo but no luck just blurs.<br />
It was a lovely sultry evening, and today is amazing and much warmer than forecast. <br />
<div style="text-align: right;"> This photo on the left shows my scarlet runner peas,</div><div style="text-align: right;">my rocket and mesculan lettuces flowering and below are my tomatoes.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggB7j5Bo_OX9kXxVJ-GvyYBVkS7vxo1oWZqkUMSECukLxdSqdQMIlPsq8w4QlgThc3LAdx0WcE-T7sJYcE5oGOKLDgAClNyy3-pCPAGsMjxYPx7cfhyphenhyphen4mNAd1ck1nExY2icq2vApm5ZDo/s1600-h/138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggB7j5Bo_OX9kXxVJ-GvyYBVkS7vxo1oWZqkUMSECukLxdSqdQMIlPsq8w4QlgThc3LAdx0WcE-T7sJYcE5oGOKLDgAClNyy3-pCPAGsMjxYPx7cfhyphenhyphen4mNAd1ck1nExY2icq2vApm5ZDo/s320/138.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I speak from personal experience here..lol mind you in my case it was so often true. It was I that done it..lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So I now have a chicken run covered in shredded paper, and I will not be using it again. Luckily the girls have succeeded in not only spreading the paper, they have also taken it upon themselves to reorganise the lovely pile of straw, manure and bits removed from their coop. I had put in the corner of their run to let it break down and form compost. Well know it is going to rot all over their run...sigh. Just hope it does not rain before I can rake it all up and fence it off. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last but not least just a little oddity..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On the way into town today we were met with this lovely traffic light. Which made me laugh, as we are 8km from nearest village, and well there are just so many cars at this very dangerous intersection. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4tJ5jJFqqJKqpnNG12METyeklFiOP5-KEPMDl9c_0xTh5fidj3tmSeFMLDxRTPSyDqeUBpJxqwr35MxF2ETQtytcoxelQbJ3uGyiz-IMT8ifmJ8UvlI4gCpIDsoO6Qo3RFBjUuR8_3_Q/s1600/140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</a>Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-65922013583814979802010-02-14T20:52:00.000+11:002010-02-14T20:52:47.593+11:00Back to garden and planning for winter.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBGKPdsI-4jHjlxK0yi3UeZRWX1R0TAqKUcrxq29oOkef00ROe0wDKNheUg3nWfmt-nvXnqaJsy4Fseq9UwRNM-_cpvu8ZmRf3hUCHCm_fWjG7R8HGl49Xz0Q13r-XlLx2OJ9_yXUe8c/s1600-h/130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBGKPdsI-4jHjlxK0yi3UeZRWX1R0TAqKUcrxq29oOkef00ROe0wDKNheUg3nWfmt-nvXnqaJsy4Fseq9UwRNM-_cpvu8ZmRf3hUCHCm_fWjG7R8HGl49Xz0Q13r-XlLx2OJ9_yXUe8c/s320/130.jpg" /><span id="goog_1266129131927"></span><span id="goog_1266129131928"></span></a><span id="goog_1266039993246"></span><span id="goog_1266039993247"></span></div>After almost 40ml of rain the other day, we have almost full rain water tanks, and when this is your sole source of water it is a pretty wonderful feeling. My usual way of celebrating this is to have a lovely long bath. Yes tonight will be a lovely soak in the tub. The other wonderful thing that has happened in the time since is the raspberry canes are looking much healthier, and already there are new shoots of green in the dry grass. It is a very unusual situation to beginning February (often our hottest month) with so much water.<br />
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The tomatoes are beginning to produce. However I do not seem to have any large tomato varieties growing. Where did they go? Oh well cherry tomatoes produce for much longer. The scarlet runners are the only beans that have done anything much in the self care vegie patch.<br />
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No eggs from my beautiful girls as yet. It is one of the exciting things waiting, waiting, waiting, for out first egg. It is also one of the most frustrating..lol<br />
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I have picked just over 1kg of blackberries today, so we will be eating some fresh tonight, and I will be making sauce and or some jam in the coming week or so. Well if my energy levels rise. I guess our life recently has taken its toll on me not just DH<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQdUXxMKWvOrFhOpy75yC57oGHhWNZvI0fvoDoyRAXRxlnzJz3W58T8OV0mPB3jtnDc5-uoQ0Zl7yR5ZGG6PIGFh1kkXNjlLd7iGXh05TURg-bnZ1eDQpBC1IHqvX8Z4FzhVlFdWeFn0/s1600-h/131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQdUXxMKWvOrFhOpy75yC57oGHhWNZvI0fvoDoyRAXRxlnzJz3W58T8OV0mPB3jtnDc5-uoQ0Zl7yR5ZGG6PIGFh1kkXNjlLd7iGXh05TURg-bnZ1eDQpBC1IHqvX8Z4FzhVlFdWeFn0/s320/131.jpg" /></a>.<br />
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I have been thinking about he winter garden and have decided to plant some brassicas in our flower garden beds. Will fill the empty gaps left by the end of summer growth. Need to add some manure and mushroom compost and fingers crossed the wallabies wont lay on them. I have a bed almost ready to go in the vege patch for some too. So much for this year being one of increasing using our own produce, aaahhh but it is early still only February just have to remind myself of this.Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-87634143411023882602010-02-06T00:10:00.000+11:002010-02-06T00:10:28.144+11:00Ahhhh home is bliss!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHrujaRcDmEVi6e5soToMzzDsrqhsilOn8BJ2YEP-4Io59hhjKtr-h8xIjdvpmHRIwVzNz2mFYBEscXE0i3SD5HNySq6SOwQ5K6zJODUyJjyEx4WGKt5AAM45JoHDMHr1o2kzLY8ys6oY/s1600-h/123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Thankyou for your support, comments and prayers in respect to the last post they are very appreciated by us both.Oh it is so great to be home, just a little up date we have been travelling to Hobart for radiation treatment and now have no more appointments in Hobart YIPEEEE! This will be our first weekend and week with no visitors, no appointments just my DH and me, well Toby, the cat and four chooks as well..lol<br />
So the garden has really suffered this summer so far.The hope chest seedlings well most have fallen along the hard season due to weather and absences. Being away so much and dealing with such emotional situation has seen not much action in the vegie garden, nor the garden in general. Daisies giving up, salvia's so much and the rabbits have been breeding so lots of things nibbled.<br />
I have discovered we have a couple of wallabies living in the bush that is part of our land just out the front door(well it is really back of the house) Every morning I hear them hop away when I go out side and often when no one has been out that way for a few hours you hear them. It is a great place as they have the dam and protection. Toby does not chase them. <br />
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We had no rain for the whole month of January. Nights have been very warm for us too. 22d C at 7am yesterday! YUK! <br />
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Toby watching the formation of the storm, he was so hot that we put wet towels over him and I had to spray the chooks with water to keep them going yesterday. Such a distressing thing to see your girls panting I kept checking on them to make sure they were drinking and almost bought them to the house to put them in the bathroom to cool off. <br />
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The storm broke and the sound of heavy rain filled not only the rain water tanks, but my heart. I had watered the garden in the morning and knew that the ground would absorb the moisture and not just let it run off. <br />
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The grass was so long and so very dry that it made the place look such a mess, when combined with the two wattle (acacia) trees we had to have removed and all the debri that was lying around, it was just too much for me to tackle. We have some lovely kids as neighbours and the 3 boys worked solidly for a couple of hours moving all the heavy timber and branches. What a difference. I paid them as I would have a man. One of the boys was hoping to have enough money to buy an ice cream, his delight on his face when he realised that he could now buy a new game for his Wii? was reward enough..lol. <br />
We came home on Wednesday to find one of our lovely neighbours had been over and mown this extra long grass, where the felled trees had been lying, and around the berry bed and near the house. Such a genorous and unexpected gift. <br />
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Basil I just do not seem to have any luck growing it. The planter I had started actually looks smaller than when it was first put in. I can not work out what I do wrong!<br />
In the picture on the right there is a pink label and just under it is a tomato plant that is not growing.<br />
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Fortunately my French tarragon is growing really well this season. I transplanted the dormant plant during winter out of the garden into a polystyrene box and it sits on the deck in full sun(as does the basil).My little watering gnomes help to keep the roots moist.<br />
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Look past the sweet pea flowers and you will see the freshly mown straw, it sure is not grass..lol.<br />
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He loves me just as I am, not wanting to change me, well he loves red lipstick, long hair and fringes, me I don't like beards so a good compromise, and red lipstick looks okay on me.lol There is something so amazing about being accepted totally for you, as you are.<br />
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I count myself so fortunate to have met him, we are both philosophical about this journey we are taking together now, and with his daughters. The roller coaster of emotions overwhelm me on a daily sometimes hourly basis. We hide nothing from each other and have said the same to his girls. That we don't want anyone to feel they have to be strong for us, or for us to be strong for anyone else. When he holds me in his arms as I sob I feel it is the safest place in all the world. When I am kissing him, or just hugging him because it is such a lovely thing, it feels so good and safe. When we sit in our chairs reading or watching TV and his hand reaches out to take mine. Such great feelings of love togetherness, these have always been part of our relationship because touch and warmth are so important. Communicating is so important, listening to each other is so important. When I go up to him and just kiss him as he reads or has his cup of tea, ahh what bliss.<br />
We go for a walk everyday, we sit out on our deck watching the eagles, the water, the chooks, have a wonder about the garden and feel so content and appreciative for what we have had, what we have now and our deep abiding love for each other. We both have a great sense of humour <br />
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If I knew what I know now when we met I would still choose to take this path, with him , as my life has been enriched as he says his has with our relationship. We continue to experience new things with each other, ie I took him through his first ever automatic car wash a little while ago..now that is an exciting date..lol <br />
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Do I share this with people this very personal journey, or just keep it to ourselves, a decision not easy. I feel that some of you have got a feel for my DH through my writing. It is funny when life is challenging you, and the person you love most in the world. I guess you can either close down and bear it all alone. You can wallow in the misery, and fear, or you can take it one day at a time, accepting the emotions that come charging out with no control, knowing that in one day you may sob your heart out, but also laugh heartedly, that you will sit watching the beauty about you sharing it together. See the love in both of your eyes. Am I fearful of the road ahead, off course, I am. However I am also so aware that I have so much more with this wonderful man than many many people ever have. I am so grateful and appreciative. There is another way to look at this journey. We have time and knowledge that so many do not get to share. My Dh is a lot older than I am, and he has had a life of amazing experiences, and will have more. It seems to me that sharing having time to share must make this journey easier than if one day he was here and then he was gone. Have we given up hope, no, we are realistic, grounded and far more aware of how things are than many people. The radiation may stop the pain, but it will not be aimed at the primary cancer. We have time, how much is unknown but believe me we have never taken our time together for granted and will not be now. We are so blessed. <br />
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I will continue to write my blog, and attempt to keep my garden, with some help. It has got away from me over the last month, amazing how weeds grow without any water! Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-74341913591672205082010-01-02T10:55:00.001+11:002010-01-02T11:39:33.131+11:00Lifes journey....completeAs I was sitting here this morning, my phone rang and as we are on dial up, I kind of said a few comments as I was booted off the computer and answered the phone.<br />
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It was one of our neighbours (our road is a lovely community of caring, loving people), to let us know that her mother, who used to live over the road from us and is in a nursing home, had died contentedly on New Years Eve. This amazing lady Jean, was 92 she had been an educator, a writer, and a warm and supportive friend to my DH and than to me. She had spent many years in a wheel chair but was independent as much as possible and she carried a strength about her and knew her mind. I respected and cared for her greatly.<br />
When I think of all that Jean has seen in her lifetime it takes your breath away. The world has really changed rapidly in the last 92 years. <br />
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</div>The night Jean died was New Years Eve,A full moon night a Blue Moon and here in the southern parts of Tasmania we had a lightening storm with both sheet and fork lightening that went on for several hours surpassing the man made New Years Fireworks. The brightness of the sky from the light of the moon when the clouds and storm passed was as bright as early morning as she left her earthly body. We are sad that she is not with us any longer but she is young again, and her spirit, her love and words remain with us. <br />
We will have her funeral and then have been invited to a celebration of her life. There is always an edge of saddness for a person who dies, but for such a lady, who lived such an amazing life, we can not mourn but be joyous for all she was!Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-50657310222706512642009-12-31T17:49:00.000+11:002009-12-31T17:49:49.369+11:00Happy 2010It is kind of weird being one of the first countries in the world to celebrate New Years Eve. We are having a very quite New Year at home. It is so hot here today, my thermometre is registering 38C it is under the front porch which is east facing(southern hemisphere sun rises) so coolest side of the house. Very windy and we are all flaked out. I have been spraying the chooks with water and ensuring they are okay. Though at one point thought I may have to bring them into the house..lol but the temp has dropped ever so slightly and they are out chasing bugs. Lots of water. <br />
Dog and cat are both hot poor Toby has a double coat, so very cold bones, and ice blocks. for hiim. The cat was not too keen. <br />
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Off the track there such a hot end to 2009, and with the wind, I do wonder if the New Years eve fireworks in Hobart will go ahead. It is a busy culmination down here as we have the Sydney to Hobart Yacht race finish and a large food festival called The Taste (taste of Tasmania) there is also a large concert on called the Falls Festival over the weekend. camping and partying. So I hope those attending have kept fluids and coolish. <br />
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Our year here has been an interesting one. I read Mona's blog Wsprsweetly of Cottages<br />
http://wsprsweetlyofcottages.blogspot.com/2009/12/fresh-new-yearand-joy.html, and her words describe how I find blogging. She puts it into such great words I can not add to it.<br />
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I have been blogging for a bit over a year now, and have found so many people out there with similar interests, but whoose lives are so different. I appreciate all who share parts of their stories.<br />
Around the world we have had major fires, floods, and life has been harder for many around the world due to financial crisis, poverty, famine, war, increases in AIDs, abduction, and the increasing numbers of people forced to work as slaves, weather to make some money or because they have been forced too.<br />
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I am so thankful for the lifestyle I have and am creating, that I have the choice, and freedom. That I am rich beyond measure. Life is throwing some curly bits at us recently but we will take it one day at a time.<br />
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My resolution for the year is to stop worrying about the small stuff. To do what I can to aid others. <br />
To continue working in my gardening creating a supply of vegetables, fruit and eggs, maybe some meat, and nuts. To support local businesses and buy seasonally. <br />
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Thankyou for following my journey and sharing yours. Aussiemadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251675504716908569noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974013151275210255.post-54913905367155909162009-12-27T21:12:00.000+11:002009-12-27T21:12:03.621+11:00A little bit of everything.<div style="text-align: left;">Mince pies as I mentioned in the previous post, this is just to show that I do not actually make them as pies, no more pasties style for me..lol much easier when making so many. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Now onto the vegetable garden. I have finally put all my seed chest seedlings into the vegetable garden. There were some that did not make it. The melons all seemed not to have survived my being away and I have not had the chance to resow them. May just put some seeds in and see, has anyone ever succeeded with this? <br />
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This is my last attempt at basil. I sowed seeds, I put in seedlings into the vegetable garden, and none. So on the deck in a polystyrene box. Fingers crossed. I planted some sage, my sage from last year has died? Thyme and a lemon thyme have gone in. Pumpkins Turkish Turban, and a butternut pumpkin, chili, cucumber. One tomato unknown variety in the box with the basil. <br />
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</div>The beans are doing well flowering with lovely scarlet flowers. This is my first bed I planted with tomatoes, and they have romped ahead. I have flowers and the aubergine is flowering as well. Things are going well.<br />
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