Sunday, 28 September 2014

Fifty Shades of Grey?

After this week's painting project, I'm eternally grateful I don't live in a high-blocked house.  Though truth be told, even this little old house, four steps off the ground, proved too high for my ground-clutching self.  The old adage of fifteen hands being as high off the ground as I like to be all too true.

Fortunately with some cajoling the big fella came to the rescue.


Yet another rather daunting hydraulics handling scenario.


Always useful for testing marital relations.


And so at this point in time, all high areas have been under-coated as well as receiving their final two top coats.  The kids have all but finished the first top coat all round, good progress indeed.





Hopefully the fully completed reveal will come by week's end.

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Operation Paintbrush

We love holidays.














Even though dreadfully exhausting.

I'm not sure who to be expecting a phone call from first:

Either the Department of Child Services for child labour infringements ... or Jalna for a Greek Yoghurt advertising campaign.

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

It goes On and On and On

I'm not sure what that song is, but it reminds me of this fencing project.


I've promised the kids a day at the beach when the never-ending saga is over.  The proviso being they have to watch me pant through a 10k run first.  Jess thinks she'll have a crack at the 5k and though Sarah too is back on the running bandwagon, she's taken it upon herself to keep an eye on the 'little kids'.  With only a month to go, there's still a whole lot of fencing left to complete, not to mention a whole lot of 'training'.


In a case of absolutely rotten timing, the few days Matthew chose to take off work were the same few days he succumbed to one of the most debilitating flus I've ever seen.  Having been through it myself the week prior, I mopped his brow and fetched his tea, just as I know he'd have done for me had he been around.  Testament to how sick he was, a Sunday doctor visit was necessary, possibly only the third in our near-nineteen years of marriage, those first two involving gaping wounds.


Fortunately those big girls were home for the weekend.  And though we left end assemblies, stays and gate hanging for the big fella, we did manage to pull a lot of wire.


Some progress at least.



And with Matthew's Mum arriving for a visit this evening, one really should be vacuuming .... not blogging!

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Ten


'Twas an early start Monday morning, to have birthday gifts opened in the presence of all siblings, breakfast eaten and those big girls out the door by 6:30 to make it back to school.  We shared cake Sunday night,


a rather lacklustre affair, I just hadn't given cake a thought until about four o'clock when the troops declared cake must be on the menu while all were at home to share.


I do love how it doesn't matter whose birthday it is, it's open slather on sharing the joy.


Sal entered the world at about 2:30 in the morning, August 25, 2004.  We often joke it probably won't be the last time this one will have us awake at that time of day.


She is the most fiercely loyal of all our children.  Loves the hardest and doesn't hold a grudge for very long.   Her temperament frequently reminds me of the tale of "the little girl with the little curl in the middle of her forehead" ...


"... when she was good, she was very, very good;
                      but when she was bad .....  she was horrid".


Fortunately this ten year old is more times good than bad.  We love you baby girl.

Thursday, 21 August 2014

Hermione & Ned

The kids enjoyed a character dress-up day last week.










Hermione's grey skirt was specially made for the occasion, though thankfully Wallace's initial desire to go as Gandalf the Grey was gently discouraged and a robe was therefore not required.  Though I did have to relinquish the bucket normally used for washing milker's teats prior to milking!

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Permaculture Part II

Nearly four years ago, inspired by my friend Mare and her successes implementing a permaculture garden set-up following Linda Woodrow's book "The Permaculture Home Garden"



the kids and I created a dome to house our chooks.  That post appears here.  The main gist of the moveable chook pen as per my first post is  "The idea is to create a rotational complex of vegetable garden beds complete with nomadic chickens who do the work for you of digging, mulching, weeding and pest-controlling, in the process providing you with golden-yolked eggs and leaving behind them a fluffed up bed of nutrition in which to plant your vegetables". 

Supposedly light enough for one person to move between garden sites, the dome also proved light enough to easily allow pig infiltration.  With one pig invasion too many, the somewhat misshapen dome's final move saw it relocated to the dump.

My most obliging offsider, with some encouragement, then set about converting an old swing set into a new chook pen for me.





The rectangular pen easier to manoeuvre around the rectangular garden area.  And so it is that finally we are back in production.  Three garden beds currently planted out, with the chooks now working on Site 4 and possibly room for two more shifts, before it will be relocated back to Site 1.

 Coriander
 Chinese Cabbage
 Shallots
 Silver Beet
 Snow Peas
 Sugar Snap Peas
 Zucchini
Baby Lettuce
 Pumpkin
 Rogue self-seeding Cherry Tomatoes
 Capsicum
Golden Button Squash

With the installation of the rabbit-proof fence a couple of months back and that beautiful fall of rain over the weekend, things are looking up in the vege patch.

Keep at it girls.  We've corn to go in next shift.

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