The Creek

Our farm is small, just 15 acres.  We  have a creek running through the main paddock.

With the recent rain the creek is flowing. Hawthorn trees grow along the edge

Morning Walk

Mopsy enjoys a walk whenever one is on offer. We walked to the creek and then up the road. I must book Mopsy in for a hair cut.  Not long till the weather gets warm although  this Sunday it will be cool again for the Arts Centre Market.

The hawthorn trees are covered in blossom.  Well the trees which have the white blossom are

covered but I'm still waiting for the pink hawthorns to blossom.

Yesterday's Pickings

At last our tomatoes are gaining some colour.  Yesterday I picked these tomatoes, different levels of redness and all sizes.  We enjoyed some for lunch today.  I made a yummy herb dressing.  Nothing like a home grown tomato.  So many green tomatoes still to ripen I think I'll make chutney this year.

And continuing the red theme

Hawthorne berries - these are larger berries and dark red.

Most of the trees have a smaller berry which is bright red.  Birds are well fed here.

And in case you are wondering why my business is Hawthorne Cottage.    Some quick thinking had to be done when I went to register my business name. The best name ever thought up was already taken (can't even remember what it was now).  The impatient guy behind the counter told me to quickly think of something and as I love  the hawthorne trees on our farm that was it.

Getting Life Started Again

Last week's funeral left us feeling quite lost. We have been pottering around and have a new vergie garden waiting for me to plant seedlings tonight. Have been working on my favourite knits - tea cosies. This grey cosy has yellow and white flowers and some vintage flower buttons given to me by a dear friend Terri.

A dark navy/grey tea cosy with a knitted and felted flowers, beads and braid.

The Hawthorne trees come into blossom with quite a flurry. One day they are green leaves only, then wake up next morning and some trees are all white. Then a few days later the pink blossom appears on the remaining trees. Same time, same routine each year.

And what does a Portuguese Water Dog do on a hot day when he sees the creek? Darwin just loves a swim. The creek was covered in Hawthorne blossom petals but not for long with Darwin splashing.

The clouds have covered the blue sky and reduced some of the heat this afternoon. Time for me to go to the studio and make some small dolls. Last night I cast on to knit a pair of socks although I really must finish the scarf this week. I am only knitting one sock at a time. Think I'd get in a tangle with 2 socks on one circular needle. However if I can find a second circular needle in the correct size I may work on the two socks alternately as I hate having one sock finished and then have to start all over again.