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Five Things To Do With A Glut Of Feijoas

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It's feijoa season and they are everywhere. On the ground, in the shops, at church where people are trying to give away their surplus, rotting on the footpath, in lunch boxes, even in chocolate!

They're yummy and they're good for you. But when you have them growing in your yard - especially if you have the recommended two trees for cross-pollination - there is going to come a time when you are going to have too much of a good thing.

Feijoas fall to the ground when they're ripe. And then, if you're lucky, they might last a week. I've never tested this scientifically (because if not eaten within a few days we usually have buckets overflowing with them and so have to do something fast) but I have a feeling that by the end of a week they would be starting to look and taste bad. No chance of storing these away in the cellar for the long winter like you can do with some fruits. They have to be eaten now or something else has to be done if you can't abide waste


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Sunshine and Rain

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It was another of those days when we told ourselves that we must get outside and enjoy it because "We won't have too many more days like this before winter". For some reason, it has so often happened that Saturday has been wet (and DH has been unable to finish our path in the orchard and I haven't been able to get washing dry) and Sunday has been glorious.

This weekend was no different and despite feeling disinclined to go for a walk, we just could not stay home and let all that wonderful sunshine go to waste.

Last weekend it was one of the nearby lakes that we choose to walk around; today we decided to go to a rarely visited beach and walk along to the river mouth. In twenty two years, I don't know if I've ever approached the river mouth from this direction.

We started out optimistically, thinking (well, I did - I have a feeling DH knew better) that it would only be a short return walk of forty-five minutes or so.

I was wrong.

It was twice that.

And the sun…

Caved

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I have a confession.

I caved.

Quite spectacularly it seems.

I finished the pinwheel block and while I was happy with how it looked, and even went to the trouble of grafting the beginning and end together and weaving in all the ends, I wasn't in love with it (the Most Adorable Granddaughter#4 has since indicated that she has her eye on it for purposes yet to be determined). I have no desire to cast on for another one ...


... but I have cast on four blocks for another Sediment Blanket.





Yes, that's right. I caved not once, but four times! [Hangs her head in shame.]

After looking at my small bag of leftover wool (which has been boosted by the addition of five more balls that I found at a secondhand shop and were dirt cheap despite being 100% wool) I decided that I could start now and plan for it to be a long term project. Perhaps by the time I finish it, someone may want it - or I will have found a home for it somewhere.

And perhaps by then I will have been forgiven (by myself mo…

Mission

It began with the movie Amazing Grace and suddenly we were aware that slavery was as much of a problem today as it had been a few centuries ago. Then the documentaries and articles followed and finally Tearfund (NZ) and Baptist World Aid (Australia) released their ethical shopping guides and ignorance was no longer an excuse for buying clothing (or chocolate for that matter) from companies that did not ensure workers received a living wage.

But the guides didn't necessarily make things easier for consumers. If anything, they may have made things harder.

I live in a town that has less than a dozen shops that I know of devoted to women's clothes (I am fairly confident that it's only half that but let's go with a dozen). I can buy basics and essentials that fit within the guide. But, as I recently discovered, buying skirts are another matter altogether.

There was nothing available locally that fit both the criteria for an ethical company and a piece of apparel that was de…

Addicted

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The Most Adorable Granddaughters have been asking me to teach them to knit. I warned them that their Nana would not be as patient as my Nana had been when she taught me. [How old was I when I learnt to knit? Four? Five? I can remember learning to crochet - I was probably around ten years old - but it seems that I've always knitted.]

I had put it off and put it off until last week I went out and bought five pairs of needles and several balls of yarn. I figured that The Most Adorable Granddaughters#6 and #7 wouldn't want to learn - yet - hence only five pairs. And I knew better than to buy only five balls of yarn as there would be at least one colour that several little people would want - so I tried to cover all bases by providing a good selection. (Strangely enough, the colour I thought would be least popular got snapped up immediately.)

The plan was to teach all five at once (I know - absolutely insane!) but as it turned out, only The Most Adorable Granddaughers#1, #2 and #3 …

When The Weather Is Glorious

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And The Most Adorable Granddaughters#1-#3 have stayed over, what better pastime on a Sunday afternoon than to walk around the lake and soak up the sun and atmosphere? [Sadly, despite arranging the sleepover at The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4's request - only #1, #2 and 3# were able to make it. Next time I'll plan ahead and do better.]















Surprisingly (although why I don't know because when one thinks about it, it seems pretty obvious that it would be the case) I saw a lot of weeds in the undergrowth similar to the ones I've managed to cultivate at home. At least I'm not responsible for removing all the ones at the lake - a mammoth task!

I did my share today - and then rewarded myself for the effort by planting ninety bulbs (in addition to the fifty I planted last week). It felt good to be out working in the garden again and to be able to enjoy it. There was a time I thought I would never feel that way again (and how I hated that new fence which I have now come to ap…