WARNING! This post includes both photos of cute kittens AND a litle bit of blood and headless chickens! Don't open it if you are uncomfortable with the reality of country life :-)
I think country living and self-sufficiency has been placed on a piedestal, and that piedestal has grown higher and higher over the past few years as slow living enthusiasm has spread across the globe.
Country living has become a romantic dream. And for most people in the Western world what we put in our mouthes and fuel our bodies with + the process of creating/prepping it is something that is completely seperate from us. Most people see animals and food as two seperate things because they are literally not seeing the linking process between the two. Read More
I met my husband when I was 19 years old... Read More
Sometimes it can be scary to invest in ourselves. We spend so much time dreaming and making theoretical plans for this and that, but it can be hard to find the courage to make those dreams a reality. After a certain amount of planning and wishing, optimising your chances of success, doing the research etc the only thing left to do is take a leap and hope your planning will be accompanied by a bit of entrepreneurial luck as well. Read More
One of the annual tasks I look most forward too is picking Elderflowers and making juice. I rarely drink alcohol, but when I do (usually on New Years Eve and on hot summer evenings), I love a glass of white wine or champagne mixed with a bit of Elderflower juice... Read More
For those of you who are already knee deep in running your own business solo you might know the kind of loneliness I am talking about. For those of you dreaming of or planning to start your own business and going it alone, these thoughts might make you think more intentionally about how you want to set yourself up and work on a daily basis moving forward. Read More
When I went to the beach a few mornings ago on a 5.30am photo walk to capture the mist lifting as I have done so many times before, Maria saw me drive by from her bedroom window, texted me to ask where I was going and minutes later we met on the beach, me in kneelong sweater and rubberboots with my camera around my neck, her in her robe and slippers with their cat Camille close behind. After a hug and a little chat we parted ways, and as I turned around to look back I couldn't help but take a picture because she looked like a queen walking there, the mist glowing around her in the morning light, each of her steps an elegant considered movement, her robe gently wrapping around her slender body like that of a greek goddess. And I thought to myself, how lucky I am that she and I, with so much in common, on this vast planet, should happen to end up on the same little island, living on the same little stretch of land. Read More