Are you wondering what’s been happening in the farmlet kitchen? I mean any blogger worth their salt would have finished that room by now. We would have had the big ta-dah ‘before’ and ‘after’ reveal, and I would have moved… Continue Reading
One thing I don’t think I’ve brought you up to date with yet is that after two and a half years of living between cities I am now halfway through my first full-time year in Whangarei! Yes, after stretching and reaching… Continue Reading
Comments from Sassafras and Deborah on yesterday’s post reminded me of this cartoon. It’s from an Awkward Yeti book given to me a couple of years ago by someone on her way to a Brilliant Career (you know who you are). It… Continue Reading
I’ve just finished a full weekend of weeding**, which has reminded me that before relocating to ‘the land’ I would have been wise to buy shares in a garden glove company. I can’t count the number of pairs I’ve worn… Continue Reading
So, funny story… Today, at 1pm precisely, I changed my Instagram username. I’ve been paid a stack of beans to do this by a little handbag company who coveted my handle @deadlyponies. Whodathought? I’ll miss being deadlyponies (I kinda thought… Continue Reading
After raining most of yesterday, it continued to rain all through last night. Not just a gentle sprinkling either, rather the sort of torrential rain you wouldn’t believe could possibly keep bucketing down hour after hour. Early this morning Stephen… Continue Reading
(I wrote this post a few weeks ago, but for some reason never got around to hitting publish. Here it is, for what it’s worth). This summer was busy. One of the Forbearing Husband’s projects came to fruition in… Continue Reading
We’re starting with a pretty picture of a rose because links in Facebook insist on featuring the first picture shown in a blog post. Last week it was an ugly fly-swat and I feel the need to up my aesthetic… Continue Reading
Last year I was an amateur swat-a-holic. This year I’ve moved my game up a notch or two. Behold my professional-level fly swat. I found it in New World on Willis Street during last year’s winter Wellington trip. It was languishing… Continue Reading
One of the things I appreciate about living on the farmlet is all the resource on my doorstep. Need a Christmas tree? No problem, head out to The Strip and chainsaw down one of the stunted pines on the west boundary. Biomass… Continue Reading
