Where's the baby??

I just found this baby picture of the GooGoo.
Where did this little guy go?

He has been replaced by a smiling, blue-eyed, blond easyrider with an eye for the ladies.

Bliss

There are big plans afoot in the Smith household. Moving plans, renovating plans. The luthier is thinking of converting the garage into his workshop and bringing his work home. I like the idea of it, a lot. It fits in with my new philosophies of life - that work should not be so far removed from family, that if two parents are present then they share responsibility for home, family, childcare and livelihood.


We also plan to create me a beautiful office/craft space. Man, is it going to be girlie! I'm talking wallpaper, perhaps a screen, flowers, matching stationery, the worksburger - all in raspberry and teale.

A room of my own, in which I'll be working for dear friends, listening to my sleeping baby in the next room, with a view of my husband in the workshop crafting beautiful looking and sounding things. Bliss!

vegie garden blues

My tomatoes have spots.

Bloody hell! They have only been in for a week or so and they are already blighted.
Bloody gardening. I just want to stick the plants in the ground and watch them grow and produce an abundance of tasty organic produce. It seems that the kitchen garden is a little more complex than that.


What happened to Neil the hippies simplistic description on the Young Ones
" We sow the seed, nature grows the seed and we eat the seed."

It sure sounds easy.


The good news is we went to the kb girl's birthday disco last night and had a blast. J and I tore up the dancefloor. It was grouse.

Vegie Garden Bliss

It's happened. Those bloody island hippies are getting to me. The words organic, mulch and compost are now part of my regular vocabulary.

I have a vegie garden!!

Well, I'm not exactly Felicity Kendall in 'The Good Life' but I have planted six tomato plants and done a lot of digging and weeding and talking gardens.

There is dirt under my fingernails and I am loving it.

Next will go in a collection of leafy green things, some climbing peas on tripods of cane and some potatoes under pea straw. The promise of homegrown vegies is thrilling. I see a beautiful image of my boys picking and shelling peas and eating them all before dinner like we used to as children.

Hmmm, the island idyll ... just the lifestyle I had hoped for.



Below is irrelelvant but funny picture of the J.