Massacre

Warning: this post may contain disturbing images and acrimonious sentiment directed primarily at nature and, well, the entire world.

Just as my veggie patch was starting to flourish, some evil, nameless, faceless creature decided to sever ALL of my biggest, strongest and most promising plants from their roots, leaving their bare stubs poking aimlessly out of the ground.

And as if to rub salt in the wound, the precious plant stalks and leaves haven't even served a useful purpose in nature's food chain - they've just been scattered carelessly across my garden beds. Total pointless destruction. Who or what could it be? I can only think of a nasty crow or similar. It can't be rabbits because they would have surely eaten their loot.

Bread heaven

I have been looking for an excuse to re-invigorate my feeble blogging efforts... and it took a lesson in sour dough bread-making from a fellow smallholder, and a successful second attempt at baking it!

I am very excited about the look, smell and taste of my sour dough bread. See for yourself:


And if only, dear reader, you could taste...it is as good as any sour dough I have ever bought - Irrewarra, Red Beard, La Madre - I've tried them all. And it's so easy to do! Thanks to my friend Sara, I am now a bread-making convert...