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Food Photography is not my Forte – (doesn’t mean I can’t learn though)
You may have guessed that I am now determined to improve my food photography. Winter is coming (don’t tell anyone I said that though) and there will be more time to make new feeds from all the food I am storing in the cellar, and share the results with you. And doing something well is…
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Sunflowers are not for sissies
A cheerful scene. Not autumnal at all. Though I am very fond of that word – autumnal. Sunflowers are not for sissies. And judging by yesterdays comments there are no sissies in our Fellowship. Of course flowers would have been enough for a Sunday post. But the morning light was so beautiful yesterday. Our…
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Do you ever think in words?
Do you form whole sentences in your mind as you go about your day. An essay that runs through your head in a gentle voice as you form and reform commentary. Not like hearing voices. This voice is your own voice, searching for just the right word with just the right sound. A running dialogue…
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Burrs on my Boots
Well not really boots but like as not I am out in the fields wearing these little slippers, the slip on nature of slippers suits my lazy nature. Though I end up with multiple muddy pig-kisses to scrub off my legs before bed. The long hot days of summer argue with my gumboots. Though I…
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Celery Soup for my Little Sister
Even though my little sister lives far, far away in New Zealand I can still cook her some celery soup. Aren’t we lucky. Our mother became sick when my sister was only a little girl and I keep forgetting that she saw me in the kitchen more often than she ever saw Mum there. So…
The Kitchen's Garden 