Sunday, 26 August 2012
Saturday, 18 August 2012
A bit over a month ago, when leaving our property to do the school drop-off, i found a large wombat dead on the road just in front of our house. Tragic. Then the following morning , to my horror, there was another one.They had been hit by a car. , I had to stop , as i realised that it was a female, they were both females. I felt around in their pouches to see if there was any babies. The pouches were empty. I learnt later that the first wombat , did have a really young baby in it's pouch and a kind lady who lives up the road, rescued it and took it to a local shelter . I felt so bad about these two mothers .I decided to take action. We live on a bend, and i think cars come around and then dont have time to stop, when they see a wombat in front of them. . W have quite a colony of these creatures around us. I call it Wombat Town.
Tuesday, 14 August 2012
Back When, a Slow-Cooker used to be called a CRock Pot, my Mum had this beauty. Love the color and it still cooks a mean Split Pea and ham Soup. It was passed onto me a few years ago, and it gets a good work-out over Winter.
For my soup, i buy a handsome ham hock, place it in the pot with a packet of yellow split peas, some carrot , celery and onion chunks and a couple of bay leaves . This is done in the morning, i then leave it on low for the day, by dinner time, i have a great pot of soup happening. Lift the hock out, pull off all the gorgeous meat
and put back into soup. Because ham is a salty meat, i dont usually need to put in extra salt but some cracked pepper would be nice.
Saturday, 4 August 2012
My grandparents were using the three R's ( recycle, reduce and reuse ) way before it became the movement that it is today. Probably out of necessity as there wasn't a lot of money going around in those days and they didn't have all the cheap imports from China that are everywhere now. They would make firebricks out of strips of newspaper , made into a pulp with water,compacted into bricks,then dried out, to use for their little woodheater.
Grandma also crotched items out of plastic breadbags. Cut into strips they would become hats and carrybaskets. How lucky am I to have this beauty I. I think it must be 30 years old.
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