Wasn’t going to post this, but had way too much fun not to.
This was my first ever Halloween. Our dear friend and neighbour as from California and she was going with her brood. We’ll do it again for sure.
Love me a bit o’ dress ups.
I can never get over how amazing the female body is.
Every single pregnancy is a miracle, and every time I get to share and shoot that special time with someone I’m completely awed by the fact that a person is growing inside my muse.
Andreia was no exception. She a quiet grace that I tried to capture.
Meeting her little family and talking with her big boys about the impending arrival of their baby brother was such a special afternoon. Big Daddy, Hugo, arrived just as we were wrapping up so in a moment of divine timing I managed to capture a few moments with him also!
I couldn’t even tell you the last time I sat in a patch of clover and a made a daisy chain without a care in the world.
Something so tiny, so meaningless, became a magic moment in time. I let all my worries seep into the grass beneath my bum and I was just present with my babies.
We just sat in the garden before we began our day and we made daisy chains and laughed and cuddled, and broke the chains and made new ones.
It wasn’t expensive, it wasn’t fancy, it wasn’t messy or educational.
It was just time.
Moments in time.
These kids don’t get to see each other very often, but when they do the way they play together, and love each other, warms my heart to it’s beating core.
There’s something precious about seeing the child of your sibling’s flesh play with the child of your own flesh.
Almost as though you’re recreating your past.
There’s something special indeed about the connection between cousins, and I hope these guys always love each other like they did this day.
Linking up to My Little Drummer Boys for Wordless Wednesday.
You may remember about a year ago I made our dear friends a Yum Cha lunch to wish them farewell as they were moving to Melbourne.
They left a very Wilson shaped hole in our lives, so when a new Wilson arrived on the scene, in the form of a perfect baby girl, I took D Man and Kiki to spend some time south of the border.
It rained almost the whole trip, but it really didn’t matter.
What mattered was catching up with our Wilsons.
Linking up with Wordless Wednesday over at My Little Drummer Boys. Go check it out.
Two days before I was due to photograph the 50th wedding anniversary vow renewal of this Groom and his Bride, I was invited into their home so we could get acquainted before the big day.
In this old school Italian family’s home, I sat at the table with the happy couple and some dear old friends of theirs who had been married for 43 years.
This here marriage novice had the most insightful discussion with these nuptial heavy weights on the secret to longevity in a union. We ate cheese and figs and drank wine and in no time I felt like I was part of the family, and it was beautiful.
The big day was touched gently by sadness, as it also marked the end of a mourning period after the loss of a dear one, but I truly believe I saw many generations of this family present, those with us and those passed, all celebrating 50 years of amore and famiglia.
What else is important?
I’m honoured to have been able to chronicle the day, and capture just a few of the precious moments that this family had.
The biggest thing I’ll take away with me from this experience were the words of the Groom, the evening we met.
‘In life, in the home, there will be storms, but soon, the sun… she come out.’
Sage advice for a novice.
I’ve known Wendy for about 9 months, so the whole time I’ve known her she’s been pregnant. It felt like the longest pregnancy ever, probably even more so for the gorgeous Wendy!
I was thrilled when Wendy asked me to come and photograph the latest addition to her family, Darcy. Little three-week old Darcy is so tiny and sweet, and his big sister, Chloe, is just crazy bonkers about him, as is the family pooch. Everyone just wants to be near him. Or on him.
I adore shooting families at this precious time, because I can feel a little piece of that newborn magic for the time I’m there….and then I get to go home with my nipples in tact and sleep more than three hours at a time. Win.
Wendy made having a newborn in the house look effortless, as she simply radiated love.
Hooking up with my fellow Tuesday bloggers over with the divine Jess @ EssentiallyJess.
A week of cooking and shooting and I tasted the dream and as I was riding that wave it actually sucked me under and dumped me, complete with sand graze on the chin and pants full of
Have you ever started something and it suddenly grew to be bigger than you imagined, so you kinda freaked out and wished you never started, except that you really want to finish so you just hide in a deep hole for a second? Or two?
As you know I’m currently turning my ebooks from cyber books to real booky books, that will smell like books and turn like books and that’s really exciting.
I’ve already done the hard work, right? So, it’s easy right?
I’ve followed my standard formula, which is surround myself with people who are professionals, so no one will actually realise I’m a busker.
It’s a brilliant scheme…..until one of the professionals notices that you have made a rookie error and ALL of the photos you’ve taken from the very beginning are perfect for a blogger, but not for someone who actually wants to publish their images.
What exactly does this mean?
So, first I tried to blame someone else, but my finger prints were all over it. So I tried to worm my way out of it, and then I squeezed out a few tears that seared my cheeks with frustration.
My ego was bruised. I decided it was all too hard. I’d spend my time in the kids’ sleep eating soft centred chocolates and watching Doctor Oz talk about which groceries are best bought in bulk instead of working on this crazy, pie in the sky dream that I have.
That seemed to do the trick, which is lucky because I never liked Doctor Oz anyway.
Also, our cover shoot got rained out. We shot something, and that something is perfectly lovely, but it’s not IT. It’s not the image I have in my head, so I must try once more to make it happen.
I have set a date to reshoot the cover and pleaded with the angels to please grant me a weather wish for just a few hours of one day. I can control many things but I can’t control this freaky assed weather we’re having. Begging for divine intervention is about all I have.
So, I guess you could say, I’ve had a little on my plate. It was all a tad overwhelming.
While I was cooking beef and lentil pies tonight, I received a message from one of the very first people to purchase my ebook.
She sent me 2 photos of my food that she and her husband had cooked, and told me she was working her way through my books and she loved them.
She said I inspired her to be a better mum, which is insane because I bet she never left her toddler to watch her baby, who subsequently fell off the bed.
As I put those little pies on the plate I cried and cried.
Mister H came into the kitchen and caught me and when I explained myself he was perplexed.
“But this is a lovely message to receive, right? What’s wrong?”
The tears were because just when I thought I was drowning, the Universe sent me a pair of Floaties. Divine intervention, indeed.
I have a dream, and even though it may be pie in the sky, it’s a damn good dream, and without dreams what do we have?
You could use bought puff pastry for your top, like I was planning to, but when I went to grab it I was out…..oh, balls.
I was forced to whip up a quick pastry and I wondered what it would be like if I added parmesan…….OMFG, yum!
If you can be arsed, do it. If not, I will judge you not. I served it with smashed cauliflower, pumpkin and peas.
D Man ate this as is, and I gave Kiki a couple of spoons of pie mixture with the vege mash…..food for the whole family, my peeps. Cook once…..not thrice.
What you will need :
For the filling -
For the pastry -
Make the pastry first as it needs to rest in the fridge for between 1-4 hours depending on how impatient you are…..
In a food processor chuck your flour and salt, add your butter and parmesan and pulse until in resembles bread crumbs, add water one spoon at a time until it comes together in a ball.
Take from processor, form into a cool shape and wrap and fridge it.
In a heavy based frypan, add your bacon to a little olive oil, and when it’s getting nice and cooked add mince. When cooked throw in your leek, stirring until it’s all broken down and soft. Add your carrots and celery.
Chuck in your stock, worcester and herbage, then add your lemon zest and wine. Season to taste. When your carrots are soft, toss in your lentils and stir. Add more wine if it’s too dry.
Spoon into ramekins or pie dish (you could use porcelain cups if you were being cute).
Preheat oven to 200C
Roll out your dough until it’s about 5mm thick. Cut circles using a bowl or something similarly sized to ramekins and pop your tops on.
Stick in heated over until the tops are golden brown.
Steam up some veges to mash on the side and you are good to go!
Im flogging my blog with the lovely Grace today, so check out my fellow floggers if you have a spare mo.
Sooooooo, let’s chat about the freaky ass biblical-weathered season that was. The parts of the country that weren’t on fire, flooded like nothing else, and I was just awaiting a plague of locusts to signify it was time to pack the family into the make-shift bomb shelter……not sure how effective a bath tub is again the Apocalypse.
I’ve never in my 36 years been able to cook on my verandah without the use of the BBQ, but this Summer saw a 46C day that toasted all my little lettuces so crispy that the snails thought I was on the kale chip bandwagon.
I make a slow-cooked 70C beef that takes four hours in a really low oven, and I reckon I could have chucked a steak outside that morning and eaten it for dinner that night with a Bearnaise sauce, except I was too damned hot to eat.
I believe the following day was chilly and required a little cardigan…..seriously bi-polar. Wazzup wit dat?
Does Mama Nature need to up her meds?
I’m not here to bang on about the weather, like some old, smelly, dude on the bus. I’m here to talk about To Do Lists. I gotta admit to letting my To Do List get the better of me this season, but not for lack of motivation.
Well, not entirely. I’ve been busy….Checking Facebook, and shit.
That said, I have managed to smash 7 out of the 10, and one of them was technically two pronged so I’m not going to flagellate myself with a cat-o-nine-tails…..or even one fluffy one, for that matter.
Let’s celebrate my wins first. It’s always best to point out the good bits before you scrutinise the
This was kind of a cheat one. I was going to do it anyway, but trotting it out for your viewing pleasure seemed like a festive way to begin the season.
It was the first time D Man could help, and we all know how awesome toddlers are at helping when there are messy and fiddly tasks at hand.
Our piece-de-resistance was the bird’s nest we found. I did not see it as a manky lice infested piece of rubbish, but indeed a thing of great beauty and natural wonder.
Check out our handy work here. No image of nest though, sadly.
I’m a little bit proud of this. Not only did I render that there wall, but I did it in ridiculous style.
If you like tradies in impractical outfits, you gotta see this.
All that and then some, my peeps. I did make that marmalade and I chase it down with some chutney. I’m still enjoying the spoils of this one and you could get some of that here.
My baby girl’s little face lit up. She got sand in her bum crack and between her gums (no teeth), and she learned this day what it’s all about being a kid on the East Coast of Australia. Want to see how she went? It’s here.
Needs no words. Have a quick squizz at my decadence here.
Do I get extra points if I did something more than once?
I’ve actually made four batches of these and yet I still wonder why I have a muffin top. Remarkable really.
Do you want to see how I did it? Check it out.
My beetroot crop was not prodigious but damn they were tasty little suckers.
Apparently I caused a bit of a stir when I likened their size to testicles, but if the shoe fits, right????
I used my teste-beets to creat a delish warm beet and fetta salad. It’s here.
I also whipped up an awesome looking and tasting rhubarb yeast cake….I’m still dreaming of ways I can make it from other fruits because this is just begging to be repeated. See what I’m talking about here.
I tried. The one birthday cake I made this season I offered it, in an attempt to swipe this off the list whilst killing birds with stones, but the ungrateful recipient said she liked neither rosewater nor white chocolate. Being as they are two of the three major components of the cake, we were forced to forfeit. We will see how we go in Autumn. I’m dying to tell you the story.
Flippin’ easy, dude. What the hell happened here???? It’s just a tiny little chicken thing that can be chucked on. Totally in my future. Vietnamese style.
I’ve had time to think about this, and I don’t want my Mama’s crown. I’ll happily sit beside her thrown wearing a tiara……but I will conquer gnocchi, and I will sit next to her with an annoyingly smug smile. She would expect no less.
The question remains, what the hell was I doing this season? Why so slovenly that I couldn’t even finish my To Do List…….well, the answer is this.
I did 60 loads of washing. Changed 672 nappies. Loaded the dishwasher 84 times and vacuumed twice (not my thing)…..
Oh, I also taught myself how to edit video. I banged out another Holsby TV episode so you could see my silly head.
You can see Episode 2 of Holsby TV here. It’s called Save Time in the Kitchen and Always Keep Yourself Nice. It’s about saving time in the kitchen and always keeping…..you get the picture. Check it out for a giggle.
I’ve also been working on the print version of my books. Kinda consuming stuff, considering I thought all the hard work was done….au contraire.
That said, I’m not doing a To Do list this season.
I’m so busy right now I really don’t want to set myself up to fail. With the new monthly link Our Growing Edge, I can link anything remarkable to other bloggers and show off that way.
I will finish these three though……once they’re written on the list, they must be conquered!
What was your favorite thing on last season’s list?
Do you have a bucket list? What’s on it?
― Lily Bollinger
I’m not doing to great on the Summer To Do List this season…..but some things I just couldn’t neglect.
I’m Flogging My Blog with Grace today, cos it’s sweet, sweet Friday.