THE LEMONADE TREE

 

Just like a lemon, but without the bitterness. The lemonade tree at Nana and Pop's started to sprout fruit after only two seasons from when they were planted. They are welcomed by them, us and the local possums. Their fruit is sweet tasting and mild compared to the citrussy bang that you would get from a lemon.

We had been at the beach all morning and when we got back at Nana and Pop's we wandered down to the back of their place to shake off the sand from our feet and we spied a couple of pastel yellow lemonades ready to be picked. Being too short to pick them, Pat was marching out the directions as I navigated with squinted eyes around the branches and it's thorny stems trying to pinch the ripe ones. A couple of them had already been half snacked on by the possums - a midnight snack perhaps. We sat down by the pond and bit into them so that we could peel the thick skin off and enjoy them as our mid afternoon snack.

This is what summer dreams are made of.

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NANA & POP'S GARDEN

This is Spring at Nana and Pop's place. A tropical landscape of palm trees, elephant ears, shrubs, climbing vines, succulents and fruit trees. Randomly placed fruit trees. They are a result of birds and bats pooping out their seeds and then germinating into the ground if the conditions are just right. If you are careful enough to look around, you will spy little tomato vines growing up trees and pineapple tops growing out from underneath shrubs.

Home is always at Nana and Pop's place. A quaint little cottage sunken into a green foliage of bushy shrubs and plants which carpet the lower legs of the tall assortment of palm trees and eucalyptus trees who stand tall above their house. Green and pink are the colours that your eyes recognise as you walk closer down the drive. They are the decorative petals of the Azalea, a plant once known as the "thinking of home" bush and also once infamous for it's levels of toxicity. But I think that they are mostly known for their beauty. Well, that's how I know of them. It is very tempting to break off a branch and shake the petals off, just because they look so soft and delicate and somehow even more beautiful when the deep pink petals are scattered acrossed the stone pavement. I let them be and enjoyed their cheerful beauty everytime I walked through the front door.

What flowers do you most admire for their beauty? Camellia's and Marigolds would have to be some of my other favourites.

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MARKET DAY

 

Sunday is market day. Not every Sunday, only once or twice a month. Today we met up with a beautiful new friend, and her son and my son playfully followed along behind us, jumping over tree roots and skipping as we forged our way through the markets to pick up some vintage finds for her and some fruit and vegetables for me. Soon after arriving, Pat and I got straight to business -two spinach and cheese gozelemes and a chilli pulled pork bun, right off the bat. We spent most of the mid morning and early afternoon wandering around and catching up with friends as we strolled and stopped and strolled along the busy pathways. The weather was not so bright earlier in the day, but the tenacious sunshine stuck around and it made for a gorgeous afternoon in the sunshine. After our snowcones, we headed home and I greedily spilled the contents of my bags onto the table and I plonked myself down on the couch with Vinnie on my lap and a stack of cookbooks next to us, dog earring the appropriate pages with ideas for this weeks meals.

 

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WEEKEND PLANS

What a way to start the weekend! I am brimming with excitement over some fun and exciting collaborations which are coming into fruition, coming at perfect timing as a personal project which I have been working on for sometime is slowly coming towards completion. To celebrate I am going to bake a cake.

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SUPER-DUPER MORNINGS

Lately I have been getting flutters in my stomach, the type of gentle butterflies which make you feel like something amazing is going to happen!!!

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HOW TO MAKE SEWING DELICIOUS

My fool proof and easy breakfast for weekday mornings was inspired by one of my favourite local cafes who serve an amazing Breakfast Jar with layer upon layer of coconut yoghurt, muesli, chia seed pudding and fresh fruit. Today we enjoyed eating this while I attempted to stitch up the hem of a pant leg and rip in the crotch of my son's school pants. Needless to say, my sewing skills can be easily summarised by his last words before leaving the car today which were, "if anyone see's my undies when I sit on the floor today, it will be all your fault".  

WEEKDAY BREAKFAST BOWL

Natural or Greek or Coconut Yoghurt

Buckwheat puffs

Dried coconut

Maple Syrup

Fresh fruit

Method

Spoon yoghurt into a bowl.

Top with buckwheat puffs, dried coconut and fresh fruit.

Drizzle with maple syrup.

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AFTERNOON DELIGHTS

The sunshine was cool by the time we came home from school today and we feasted on some summery fruits that we bought over the weekend. He read out his home reader as I set out the table and before I managed to bring the second cup of tea over, he was already sneaking into the cherries.

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WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

When I was a kid I can remember often being asked, "Where are you from?". I was a bit of a slow learner you see, and it took me until my mid-twenties to realise that when people asked me this, they weren't asking about where I lived, they were asking me about my heritage. I can remember being asked by my best friends mum if I was Sri Lanken and I cringe thinking about my eight year old response at the time, "What does that mean?". I often get claimed by all sorts of people; Indians, Maori's, Sri Lanken's, Greek's, South American's and Indigenous Australian's. Whenever this happens, I often think about how I could have been an awesome spy morphing into different people with different stories to tell, maybe in another lifetime. When this board came up at my local coffee spot my hubby very excitedly put my pin on for me, I wonder how many other people will also be pinning Papua New Guinea?

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