©Kara Rosenlund
Ah, the weekend feels like it was forever ago now, however this is what we got up to… Saturday morning clocked around and I made boiled eggs for Timothy O and I using our new egg cosies, pure joy… our girls aren’t laying right now as they are still molting – you can’t lay and regrow feathers at the same time they tell me… cheeky free loaders….
I had the ‘Trixie’ cosy….
After breakfast we couldn’t find the chickens anywhere in the yard…. sheer panic….. as I was hightailing it out the front to see if they had escaped onto to the street through the garden I heard a little ‘cluck’ from the sofa…. they had snuck upstairs, down the hallway and were all bundled in the living room together…. never trust a chicken…. they are sneaky… ha…
I filled up this new piece of furniture which I recently picked up on my travels down rural Victoria…. it doesn’t fit inside, oops. so it is happily on the back deck….
… I found some amazing blue and natural nautical rope…
… and then I worked late into the evening on a project I hope to share with you soon…
Sunday was a bit random actually. There is a house two doors up which is being demolished. An elderly lady who I used to wave hello to passed away about two years ago. She lived alone and would seldom receive any visits from family or friends, except the ‘meals on wheels’ people who would deliver her meals through a tiny hole in the wall. Her large family house has been vacant for some time, so when I saw the demolisher people on Sunday I asked if I could have a last look inside….
… an old bar which I’m sure saw some laughs and good times back in the day…
… the family room upstairs…
… bedroom…
… must admit I felt a bit sad after I left the house…. I just wanted to piece the story together in my head… people’s spirit and joy really are the most important elements when it comes to a home… if you don’t have that the home will always feel empty…
… so I came home and backed a cake…. a Madeira cake…. I love how the top splits right down the middle… recipe tomorrow.
… then packed a few days worth of bits into my bag and I hit the road again… I shall be back for this weekend’s market at the Powerhouse.
K x




























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Then the sun slowly went down and we listened to golden classics from the 60′s and 70′s… while making eggnog and eating pavlova…

















