I've been tidying up my photo albums this morning because it's too cold to go outside to the garden. I found this little card I made a couple of years ago that I thought some of you might like to see. We owned a shop when I made a few of these cards for Xmas and I got some very strange looks from customers who wondered what on earth I was doing knitting on tooth picks. Truly, there is no easy explanation.
I've also spent some time this morning looking for blogs I like to add to my links list. I did find some lovely Australian ones and I invite you all to check them out by clicking on the links on the left side of the screen. Five and two and soozs. I'm still looking, so hopefully I'll be adding more.
It always pleases me a lot to cook local and home grown food. When I can combine that fresh food with something from my preserving cupboard it makes it even better. Last night I made pizza. I used the bread recipe below (without the gluten flour) and added two tablespoons of olive oil to make a tender and pliable dough. The topping was my homemade chunky tomato sauce (five jars of it was made last November), some locally grown mushrooms and local cheddar cheese. Perfecto!

We followed that up with a real egg custard danish with home preserved apricots. Unfortunately the pastry was a frozen square of the store bought stuff, but it was lifted by the wholesome homemade topping. The custard was made with our backyard eggs and milk from the local dairy. One of our Rhode Island Reds has just started laying, so her first egg was included. The apricots were part of a batch I preserved last summer. We were both smiling when we finished our dinner last night. Good food does that to you.
This photo gives a good overview of our back verandah. It's a bit untidy so look past that. ; ) You can see our aquaponics tank and grow beds, our old washing machine that is attached to the water tank, and the water tank is just in front of the bush house. We installed that tank ten years ago and recently installed another that holds 10000 litres.
You can see lemons ripening on the table, a ladder leading to the roof, where H installed a homemade solar heater for the AP tank and there are lots of recycled plastic pots waiting to be potted up again. Just shows how how many sustainable things you can do in a small space.
It was very disappointing, only one woman came along to the sewing circle. She wanted to learn how to cut out and sew a pair of pants that fit properly. Not a problem, she now has her pants cut out and pinned. It was really good for me to see how easy it looked to do it, although I think it may be one of those skills that looks easy, but isn't. The ladies weren't put off at all by not having more people there and will meet again in a fortnight for the second sewing circle. Hopefully by then a few more women will join up.
The first Brandywines have been picked from the aquaponics garden and are now waiting in the kitchen to be eaten. I might have one with an egg for breakfast, or I might have it with a salad for dinner. Decisions, decisions. Anticipation is a wonderful thing.


I'll be taking my library books back today - I have this Reader's Digest back to basics book as well as the seed saver's handbook. If you're in Australia and are looking for an interesting book to read, grab this one. It's worth a look.
On top of the book is my latest dishcloth.
It will be a fairly busy day today. I have to sow some seeds in the aquaponics garden as well as some brandywine tomatoes for another garden we are making in the front yard. I have some ironing to do, there is a load of washing on at the moment, I will bake a cake and bread, get my notes, notebook, diary and bag ready to take to work tomorrow and later on I will pack the car with the new sewing kit, my sewing machine and some spare lemons I'll give away. I have to take my sewing machine as the new sewing machines didn't arrive at the place I bought the new ones. If I have time, I'll clean out a cupboard in the kitchen that is driving me nuts.
DH is replacing a fan belt on our old Asko washing machine. It cost $45 to replace the belt, which will probably keep the machine going for another 10 years. We have it on the back verandah attached to the water tank and we use it to wash the dogs bedding and other heavy things like mats and rugs. It saves the new washing machine from that heavy work, and hopefully both machines will keep working well for a long time. H will also clean out the chicken coop and wash the car and the dogs.
Yesterday H picked all the kale for a big German feast he wanted. I don't eat meat, he only eats it rarely, but he decided he needed some with the kale. One of the meals he loves from his childhood is Grunkohl und Schweine Wurst or kale and pork sausage, so that's what we both made.
He picked the kale - see photo - and washed it, I cooked a ham hock in half water, half apple cider for an hour, then we added the chopped kale, two chopped onions, four tablespoons of rolled oats (to thicken it), salt and pepper. That cooked very slowly for 45 minites. About 30 minutes before it was ready I added three knackwurst. It was served with our homegrown kipfler potatoes, boiled. H was really pleased with it. There is enough there for two more meals for him. I'll make some soup or beans for myself, so tonight's meals will be a breeze.
If there is any spare time, I'll relax with some knitting. All in all it looks like a good day.
We've revived an old ritual, H and I. That of the sit down, talk and enjoy morning tea. No matter what either of us are doing, at around 10 am, we stop for tea. It's such a great thing to do. It peps you up for the later morning, it gives you time to talk about whatever with your partner and it gives a gentle rhythm to the day.

We don't go overboard with what is served with our morning tea. If there are muffins, pikelets, biscuits or cake, we'll have it, but otherwise it will be a stern black cuppa and a talk. If there is a biscuit, there are eyes watching your every move.

Airedale Rosie watches every move when food is about.
I wonder if others are sharing this ritual with us and if so, what are you drinking and eating?
Here is something about the art of the sponge cake that I found this morning. It's worth a read:
I'm really excited about this! I'm starting our sewing circle at the Neighbourhood Centre next Monday - it will be free and we have two ex-professional sewers who are coming along to help. We'll either work on the projects each person brings along or we'll make things like painting aprons and smocks for the local kindy, or items needed at the local hospital and nursing home. One of our helpers used to make costumes for the Queensland Ballet and Theatre Company so she will help our sewers make up their own patterns as well as show them how best to construct their garments.
Dressmaking is a dying art. There are so many cheap clothes from China now that it doesn't seem worth it to make our own clothes from scratch. But I'm sure there are a lot of people out there who would like to learn the once common skill of making and mending clothing. I guess we'll see on Monday. I'm looking forward to it and I hope we have a lot of eager sewers come along to learn and meet each other.
Yesterday I bought a sewing kit for the Centre. It was quite daunting going into the shopping mall after so long not shopping there, many things had changed, but so much of it is still the same. I was pleased to get out of there. I got quite a nice sewing caddy and have filled it with all sorts of sewing goodies. Here is the photo.

I’ve been trying to remember the point of transition, when I went from learning how to live simply and taking on one project at a time, to really living it. When does it change from being an experiment to a lifestyle?
I suppose the main starting point for me was to stop spending. When I did that and stood back to observe rather than take part in spending, I had a better understanding of how I was manipulated by advertising and my own expectations. It didn’t take long to change those expectations and to become content with what I had. Now I’m at a point where I haven’t been in a department store for a long time – probably three years. I forget the last time I did that kindof shopping.
Now I’m at that comfortable place of finding beauty and satisfaction in my everyday world. I find beauty in the strangest places. I have found it while cutting hot bread, when harvesting tomatoes, and by extending the hand of friendship. One of these new friends is a 30ish homeless man who is squatting in a local vacant house. On the face of it, we would have nothing in common, but as we share my lunch when I’m at my voluntary job and we talk about books, Nietzsche, selfishness and generosity, there is beauty lurking. And even if I were the richest women on the planet, I couldn’t buy the feeling of contentment I feel at those times.