Having a blog like this is like having a top notch psychologist on standby, 24/7. When I blow a gasket about something and mention it on the blog, all you lovely tender hearts ride in on white stallions and lift me up again. Thank you for your comments over the weekend. It's really nothing that it happened but it's everything that you reacted to what was said in the way you did. ♥︎ I've said it before but it's still true, my readers have the kindest hearts and I'm thankful every day for it.
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With not much time over the weekend, I've chosen to do another pictorial post today. I recently restored thousands of daily life photos from a portable drive to my laptop. I hope you enjoy browsing through them.
Homemade bread and meat loaf. One of my favourite sandwiches.
There is often food-related work happening in our kitchen. Here is Hanno helping get nectarines ready for jam.
Above and below: making pasta.
Want to walk down memory lane with me? Here are my sons, Shane and Kerry when they were little boys. Shane (right) would have been six there, and Kerry, five.
And here we are in this torn photo from the late 1970s. I still have a giggle when I see this photo.
There is always a drawer to be cleaned and tidied.
And cook books to read.
You've heard of Sarah plain and tall? This is Kathleen frizzled and round.
These gawky girls didn't know what to do on the first day they arrived to live with us.
This scene is a few minutes from our home. Yes, they are zebras and giraffes.
It's Australia Zoo, the home of the Crocodile Hunter. This is a crocodile waiting to be fed.
Sorting through our vegetable seeds.
Time for morning tea and a homemade biscuit, and always fresh bread ready to be sliced.