The table




If the table isn't the heart of a kitchen then it's certainly the heart of the home.  Our kitchen table is not only where we eat, but it's the epicentre of our home. Where we share meals with loved ones, drink tea with friends, cool cakes, paint pictures, cut and paste, roll out play dough, blog and numerous other tasks during the day.

We've always coveted those very long, old refectory style tables. Showing their age with beautiful marks and dents as testament to a lifetime of use by previous owners.  But these tables were never quite right :: too short, too narrow, too wobbly or too pricey.

But this week we were very excited to finally bring our own whopping dinning table home.  It's simple, sturdy, two metres long and should easily seat ten adults, ahem, once we find some more chairs.  We had it on lay-by for ages at one of my favourite local stores.  The store owner Stef made it from some aged celery top pine that was in his stash :: I love how blokes have a timber stash :: so it is pretty special.

The table is a bit newish looking for me. Brand new. And is yet to earn its patina of a well used family table. But then, I like the idea of a fresh starting point that will, in time, develop a patina made by us.

And our old table?  Made by a very dear friend years ago, it came with two sets of legs, one set at dining table height, and one set at coffee table height.  So now we have a gorgeous massive big coffee table that you can just see in the top photo.  It is used for stacking library books, painting pictures, cut and pasting etc etc...

Now the hunt for chairs begins.  So tell me, are you for all matching or mismatched dinning chairs?

Berry nice


After one hour's picking, ahem




Sometimes, especially during these long summer days, I have to pinch myself to prove that life isn't a dream.  Yesterday was one of those dreamy days, with an invitation to a friend's farm to pick raspberries and red currants.  The peeps ran around the massive berry patch, well a berry field really, with ruby stained lips playing with their friends, whilst mama picked kilo after kilo of sweet juicy fruit.

For me, a kitchen full of freshly picked berries is my idea heaven. I've made red currant jelly, raspberry muffins, raspberry ice cream and still there is more fruit left.

This afternoon we're going back to the farm to camp by the riverside. More good times.  Hope you're having an excellent summer too.

Treadlies






Every day we've been taking the peeps riverside so they can practice riding their shiny new bikes. There is a gorgeous old road that runs along the river that is the closest bit of concrete around here.  They're getting the hang of it pretty fast.  

Lovin' the school holidays.

Our day on film


We had a photo shoot at our house today for Country Style magazine. Yes we did. I loved watching the ace photographer work. He used real film. And real polaroids! Old school.

I spent the day with the peeps and they played and helped me bake cakes and generally had a relaxing day at home while someone photographed them. Pretty much a regular day for them, except somebody else snapping away instead of me. Even Mabel got in on the action and was a model pup.

It was a lot of work getting the house and garden ship shape. But it did mean the old girl received a much needed spring clean (um, the house not me) and now is lovely and tidy. I can't imagine it will stay that way for long though. I look forward to seeing our house in print, because it means I'll have proof that the house was actually dusted once.

Here's our kitchen :: finished for now. Few more things to finish off, but for now, it is done. Woo Hoo!