I may have been delightfully prepared for High Tea last week, but when it comes to sewing up some new clothes … well, there’s no time like just before we need to leave for whipping up something new to wear!
Life is always full, isn’t it. For most of my adult life, I’ve longed for those endless weeks where nothing out of the ordinary happens. Gentle, slow weeks where time is endless, demands are small, and we are cheerful,
Well it’s been just over a year since we made Wombat Hill Farm, in the gorgeous Bega Valley, our permanent home. And much to my daily delight and appreciation, it seems we are fitting right on in. Surely, this
Heeeelllloooo! I am sitting here this morning, flicking about the internet – reading the news on several different sites, checking the rain forecast, looking at my favourite few blogs to see what they’re up to, checking to see what animals