At the steam fair with dadda. Not so sure about the noise and steam. Loves that train ride though.
Joining Soulemama for ~ This Moment
A moment from this week that I want to pause savour and remember. A special moment.
Some outtakes from this week, when I’ve grabbed the camera to take a quick, often unfocused, badly lit pictures.
Baking – cookies. Damn they were good. Yoghurt making. A new tea towel that makes me happy. A knitting project (dishcloths) and a book to read form a lovely friend. The equine dude who decided to nap on our front lawn – I adore having a free range only at this time of year. Pinecone decorations by a little lady, garlic hanging in the background – I grew that! A wet wet run and soggy feet – but it was fun. And my lady, in all her frozen yoghurt eating, bum wiggling glory. She is so funny.
This week had been good. Rainy. We have walked and biked when we could, sometimes just snuggling up when the weather said ‘no’ to outdoor activity. There have been highs – and lows. Such is parenting
Firstly I’ll say these are more the ‘outtakes’ from the pics used for ‘This Moment’ and my weekly pic. But they also are from a delightful outing over the weekend and a new dress.
The dress is the Brownie Goose Hattie pattern, modified to have a flat neckline rather than the ruffle. I free-handed a facing to go and top stitched it in. I rather love it. Planning in a couple more.
The fabric was from a recent Etsy Order – I use this shop. When it arrived I was really disappointed in my choice (I find when order 11m at a time theres always 1 I am not so excited by – selection fatigue I think!) So it was a perfect choice for a experiment. However once sewn I realise its gorgeous and I’m delighted that the mod was a success! I think its Art Gallery. Its got a wonderful drape and feel.
It was a wet weekend, the low cloud, drizzly, damp, cold kinda day. So we got in the car and headed to the hills. That’s how we roll. Embrace the weather. Actually thats a total lie. The well meaning but perennially incorrect weather persons had promised a fine 18 degree day with no rain until late evening. They were wrong, It was raining by 9am. We had plans and were damn well sticking to them!
Our destination was Lake Coleridge about 45 mins away, up in the hills. Its a place we’ve ‘meant’ to visit for ages but never quite got round to it. There is a old and well established Arboretum, the huge lake and a little village. We walked, drove and on the way back stopped for a light lunch at Terrace Downs. Its a high country golf course – a flash establishment that we successfully lowered the tone of in our scruffy weekend clothes with our muddy spaniel and rowdy child! The food was delicious though.
Other highlights form the weekend include supper with friends, a trip to town and some extended video watching. Madeline is her favourite and she loves the 20 min episodes from the 90’s.
*The cape/poncho is from this easy shop, she does great PDF patterns.
In the woods, exploring. Wearing a mamamade. My heart is happy
Joining Soulemama for ~ This Moment
A moment from this week that I want to pause, savour and remember. No words. A single picture. A special moment.
So we love fruit leather in this house, but damn its expensive. We favour Annie’s but it adds to much to the grocery bill to buy it weekly – particularly at the rate madam eats it. Hubby mentioned he’d seen a recipe that you can do without a dehydrator. So I googled. Then I did my own thing. I do that. I’m a culinary rebel.
Using the thermomix I blended what we had – strawberries and peaches from the garden and some slightly sad grapes from the back of the fridge. Does anyone else get that – sad fruit forgotten at the back of the fridge? Anyway, I digress.
Blend fruits, I then used thelma to cook off the fruit for about 30 minutes (90oC reverse speed 4), I added a 1/4 teaspoon of citric acid as we were out of lemons and a teaspoon of maple syrup for balance.
Once cooked off and looking syrupy pour into lined trays and pop in a very very low oven (70 degrees C) for anywhere between 4-10 hours (mine took 10) Yeah it was a long time. Really long. Most of the online recipes say 4-6h but at that point mine were still goopy in the middle. Next time I do them I’ll just do them in the evening and leave them in overnight when our rate is lower.
They are yummy. Seriously as good as the bought thing. Next up, home made Nutella.
Oh and I made muffins too – for more immediate gratification
I have had a few days on my own as hubby is away for work. Solo parenting does test my ‘breathe’ reflex. That moment, where it all starts to go to custard, at the precipice of a downward spiral where a deep breath and the question “shall we read a book” bring us back from the brink. We sit. We snuggle. We read ‘The Mouse and the Moon Made of Cheese” for the 4th time.
We eat muffins before supper. Watch a little Madeline. Ride the pony (lots of that). Go on bike rides together. Meet friends for a playdate. I’m not sure how I’d cope full time, but for a few days its fun.
We are enjoying. It’s a time where I pause and really study the little lady we live with. Her personality, her quirks. Her wicked sense of humour. How much of a person she is. Her meltdown at my suggestion she wears trousers on a cold morning. “I look like a cowboy” she sobs between sniffs and snuffles. The trains that have to ‘watch’ her sleep. How her face lights up when daddy appears at FaceTime. She skips and dances through each day. “C’mon mama, skip” she beseeches as we walk along in bright warm sunshine.
And I’ve even managed to made a dress, clean the house, clear out some ’too small’ clothes and miss matched socks, tidy some of the garden. Wow, isn’t autumn a ‘clean and order’ time of year. Inside and out. It is, without a doubt, my favourite season. A slower season, full of reflection and an anticipation and planning for winter.
Garden update tomorrow
Our weekend was busy. Really busy. Great fun. Two parties, pony riding. Taking her pony at one of the parties (invited, we didn’t just crash the party with pony in tow). So much dancing, laughing and games. And sweeties.
Pancakes for breakfast. The ritual of making them with daddy. Eating them while chatting on FaceTime with nana. Nutella. Hot chocolates and coffees.
Fresh air. The woods were lovely, peaceful and calming. A fantail followed us for a few hundred meters. We found little clusters of tiny fairy mushrooms. Tiny mimi worlds where Madam is sure fairy’s and elves live.
Ballet clothes, she lives in them. Hair ribbons, a necessary apparently.
We are tired, she slept with us last night. No preschool today, a walk to the bakery. Grocery shopping, a ride round the block. Calm and happy. Tired.
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