Friday Gifts in Yellow

Ripple Bay at its best this week; it rained and poured and there was a biting southerly, but inside was a different story. I seemed to be a magnet for gifts of the food variety which are of course the best type.

 Fresh eggs from the first ones laid by a friend's new hens and then lemons from a neighbours tree. Not the sort of lemon from a supermarket but the sort that you scratch the skin and the lemony smell bombards you. 

Eggs with big bright golden yolks and you practically know the name of the exact chicken who laid it (thank you Houdini!). Now I just need to squeeze in time to make this Lemon and Blueberry Cake by Julie Le Clerc and I will be the perfect mother. Failing which and more likely, it will be Gin and Tonics with lemon juice tonight and boiled eggs for breakfast tomorrow - everyone's a winner! 

View with yellow boat! 

Happy Weekend, Blue x

Weed eater

I recently purchased a new weed eater.

Well - six actually.

Bottoms Up!

And to be honest, they don't discriminate between weeds and non-weeds.

I'm on the hunt for some good names - any ideas?

Intrepid Journeys

After a light downpour this morning the outside world looked so clean and shiny. Perfect for a walk through the nearby gum trees and bush. I wasn't the only one venturing out.

I met two hens taking their clutch of new chicks down to the river. I stopped to chat with the mums and admire their offspring. They came very close hoping I had something tasty for them (sorry girls - next time). 

 

Further into my journey I watched the Tuis calling to each other from the tree tops, the Wax Eyes dining on monkey apples and the Fantails hunting mosquitos.

I thought I had left the noise behind in the school playground - instead I found a whole symphony of noisy birds, rushing water and the sound of me huffing and puffing up the hills. But I loved it.

I must remember some bird seed tomorrow!