K.I.S.

K.I.S.S.: One of the best-known acronyms. I prefer its unembellished form sans the second S, i.e. Keep. It. Simple. It was with this mindset we returned home from our road trip and set about the closing days of 2022 and vision for the new year. Our K.I.S. framework was distilled from 2022 conversational post-mortems with … More K.I.S.

No news…

Is no news. Nothing out of the ordinary. Not good. Not bad. Which all things considered in the world at this time makes us fortunate indeed. Therefore, somewhat surprising [even to me] that a blog post [late yet again for my self-imposed monthly deadline] materialised: In the words of Flannery O’Connor… I write because I … More No news…

Sweet nostaglia

Autumn, not only my favourite season but one where nostalgia for the good ol’ days kicks up a notch as well as fallen leaves. Beyond the blessed rearview mirror perspective of festive season bullshit bustle, and with its tendency to confer gentle weather [although less than optimally wrought in 2022], mid-autumn notably also heralds the … More Sweet nostaglia

Summer edition

The tagline of this blog has always been there is an art to the everyday. For a while now I’ve been posting on the blog about once a month but pop in and out of Instagram most days; posting, commenting or liking. Currently I don’t have the inclination to write longish/numerous blog posts so the … More Summer edition

January 2020 round-up

I’ve spent a lovely but hot and humid summer break in our post-bushfire -both local and political- landscape on holiday from my Tafe studies but not from reading, watching, learning, making… being incredibly grateful, and inspired. As I hope to do from time-to-time I’m sharing below a few things I’ve enjoyed and snippets I posted … More January 2020 round-up

In My Kitchen: birthday bits n’ pieces

Having recovered from the flu lurgy that curtailed my Saturday morning farmers market expeditions I was desperate for farmers market eggs, fruit, vegetables, and meat. Despite stocking up there the previous Saturday, when Celia told me that Beth from Burrawong Gaian Poultry would have a stall at my local Eveleigh Farmers Market I didn’t hesitate in agreeing to meet … More In My Kitchen: birthday bits n’ pieces

no hard feelings . . .

I’m not one to hold a grudge… fortunately, in regard to chickens. Despite an indelible experience I had as a kid with a rooster I still admire their kind. And care about what manner of lives they have before they grace my table.