Sliding Doors moment: weddings or whips?
The Little Woman had a lot of influences on her wee little imagination lately. First she “attended” a wedding at which her mother was simultaneously having a nervous breakdown AND taking wedding photos. This is TLW taking in proceedings. And…
Mist-ical drive
I’m not really in the mood for yarning today, folks. Must be the weather (and the mountain of washing, folding, vaccuming and tidying facing me down). Really, I’d rather watch a windmill spin. Anything. I do not heart housework!…Instead, I…
State of the Art, Baby!
I was inspired to do this post by the Pioneer Woman, herself… Ree posted about their state of the art hay picking-up machinery thingies (that was possibly not the technical term but you’ll have to check with her to get…
Winter Weather at Granite Glen…
One of the changes that one must undergo when one (or all!) move from the city to the bush is being very much closer to nature… and by extention, the weather. Sure the air is cleaner, the atmosphere clearer and…
Ride with Bush Babe
Once upon a time a young Bush Babe was a very keen rider. You could say that I was obsessed with any equine. Thelwell ponies, Arabian steeds, gleaming Quarterhorses, athletic bovine-savvy Australian stockhorses… if it had four hooves and whinnied,…
I Heart Underbelly
I bought some DVDs for SSB for his birthday recently. My husband is renown for loving his movies. I chose a box set of a TV show which had been shown in Australia recently. It’s called Underbelly. It was quite…
The ‘Old Stuff’ disease
I love old stuff.You may have noticed. I cannot NOT photograph it. It’s a sickness. … When I started this little blog, it was supposed to be a spot to file my photos of kids and lifestyle. Somewhere to put…
Breakfast (or Why I Married SSB)
Once upon a time, a tall brunette met a taller blond bloke after a game of rugby. And sparks flew. And they lived happily ever after. … OK. This is not quite the whole story. There was a fair bit…
Trees and me…
A little conversation doing the rounds lately has involved trees. Shirley at Rhubarb Whine suggested she might be a willow (if she were a tree) and that I might be a gum. One could suggest that imbibing a more grass-like…
Loo with the (Hilton) View, cont’
Last post I shared our little outhouse and its sweeping paddock views. I think I should point out that this is not actually our HOUSE toilet. I know we live in the sticks, an’ all, but we have actual indoor…