The shape of things to come

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It’s been three months now since I packed up my life and came here to Peru. The time has flown by in a flurry of activity that’s left me little time to think. Life in the big city is challenging and I miss the strong connection to nature I was lucky to have in Hobart. Here I live in an urban world, in a high-rise apartment without even a balcony. My windows… Read More

It is the season of slowness, both internally and externally. The urge is strong to spend my days inside, reading, writing and watching the grey winter days slide  by. Outside my windows the garden waits, pleading for love and attention but it’s cold out there, and windy, and the pickings are slim. I got my winter brassicas in too late, after a bout of wild weather destroyed my little plastic greenhouse and… Read More

It’s that time of year again. The days are still hot, the soil still concerningly dry and the breeze still smells of smoke but they are getting shorter. Summer is slowly sliding into autumn. The garden knows it. The leaves on the last potatoes have been yellowing. The beans, so prolific this summer, are finishing. A lone pumpkin is beginning to ripen on the self-sown vine. The red winter kale has finally… Read More

Oh dear, would you look at the state of this place? I don’t know how it gets away from me so. *brushes dust off the table* Ah well, never mind, sit down and have a cuppa with me any way, and tell me what you’ve been up to. How did 2012 come out in the wash? Was the old year good to you? It certainly brought me a great range of adventures… Read More