Thursday, 4 July 2013


I tell people I grew up in the country, because it's easier than saying "well, we sort of lived between two towns", but it's not like I lived on a farm. We didn't even keep chickens. But having lived in the city for six years or more now, I'm starting to miss whatever I call "the country".

I went back home to visit some friends over the weekend, and I found myself feeling pretty reluctant to leave. Now that I live in a one bedroom apartment, 13 floors up, all I want is chooks and a vegetable patch. Go figure. I've decided the next best thing is to live vicariously through my mum, and force her to grow me some veggies on her 4 acres of land ("Remember that time pumpkins just started growing in our backyard, accidentally? We should do that again."), and take some pretty pictures of the house and cats so I can look at them when I want to pretend to escape to the country.

That ladder isn't styling, by the way. It is genuinely our builder's ladder - it belonged to his father, who was also a builder. Apparently it's solid as a rock.

Our ginger cat must be nearly fifteen now - she once belonged to our neighbours, and in her long life has had kittens and been everything but abandoned until my mum took her in. She still doesn't trust people completely, but secretly loves being cuddled and having nice warm blankets to sleep on.

It still surprises me that we got such a pretty cat at a shelter. Her name is Baci, like the chocolates. 

Now, back to the real world, where my "veggie patch" is basil grown in a pot on the balcony and my cats have never been outside in their lives.


My friend Hollie is travelling across two states to become a vet, so we decided to have a high tea to celebrate and to see her off (and coincidentally it was also her birthday!). I grabbed this quick shot of her and my other friend (on the left), who is a fashion designer and has recently been in all the local papers for hatching a duck egg she found on a doorstep (slow news day, I guess). 

The cafe is called The Rose Room, and it's awesome if you're an old lady/young person who is secretly an old lady (me). Their chai tea has a good peppery kick, I'd recommend it.