Scenes from our Growers Market

Nothing gets me more excited than a ute full of freshly picked organic greens, and today the inaugural Judbury Growers Market came up trumps!






Greens there were by the bucket, by the box and by the brown paper bag. Asparagus, kale, rocket and silverbeet. Green onions, mesclan, broad beans and sugar snaps. Despite less than perfect weather, we were pretty chuffed with the turnout today. Nearly all the stalls sold fresh produce, which is the primary objective of this market. We even had a bit of a rush at the start with the early birds clamoring for produce which took the growers unawares as they unloaded their trucks. Consequently all the fresh stuff sold out early - a good sign.

I held a stall for our school with leftover preserves and plants from our recent fair. Most things sold but there's enough tomato seedlings left to plant for sauce. Local wisdom dictates not to plant out tomato seedlings before Show day, lest a late frost destroy them. That gives me one week to prepare the patch. Busy week in the dirt ahead!

Here's tae us of the Glen

I love our village's community hall. It's a simple weatherboard building built, I guess, between the wars. The walls in the supper room, with its cosy open fire, are lined with faded black and white photos of cricket teams from the 1930s and 40s. Along with the obligatory photo of a young Her Maj, in her post coronation glory. Polished floorboards, big old windows and beautiful utilitarian lampshades, I find the building's simple, informal country aesthetic so honest.

The hall was awash with tartan last night for a ceilidh (pronounced kaylee), a Scottish country dance. Not to be confused with Highland dancing, this is danced in groups of two, three or four couples, facing each other in lines or squares. And being held at a family friendly hour of 5.30, all the bairns had a chance to reel around the hall. Very special.



Das Gras ist grün

Today some mammas got together for a bread baking session at a friend's farm. Our friend lives in such a lush green spot. This is her glorious back yard. Well, it's more of a paddock really isn't it?


We spent the morning in a big sunny kitchen talking about things that mammas do whilst watching the children play in the wide green spaces. The whole process of making bread - watching the ingredients come together, kneading and shaping the dough and the delicious aromas that waft throughout the house while baking is so very comforting.


More green goodness awaited at home in the letterbox with a beautiful package from love you big.

Then a lazy afternoon spent dreaming on the lush green grass.