Month: March 2013
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It’s warm in the kitchen
This is the centre of our home at the moment. The fireplace in the kitchen. It’s utterly freezing here. The snow still hasn’t melted and the girls and I have shivery freezing cold colds that give us temperatures and make us very very cold indeed. So we have the fire on day and night to…
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The best thing I’ve ever done for my blog
Pictured above: My Blogging your Way homework from this week: Mini brand UX and strategy scamp. Hey y’all. You might have noticed a bit of Spring cleaning going on around here of late. It’s been on the cards for some time, and after a four year break from proper blogging after Edith was born and…
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How to make a raspberry nutmilkshake (or 3)
Now I’ve got the whole almond milk thing down we’ve been having raspberry nutmilkshakes quite a bit. The kids love them. And so do I. Recipe on Lovely Food.
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Homemade almond milk – a taste revelation!
This stuff is the nectar of the Gods. Blended with frozen fruit and agave it’s the nectar of the Gods of the Gods. The minute I tasted this I sprinted upstairs for my camera because I just had to share this right away. It’s incredible. It’s silky. It’s nutty. It tastes just like the best…
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Hop Hop. Time for Easter crafting supplies!
Because I get upset when good things sell out I bought our Easter crafting supplies last week. March 29th is Good Friday and Easter Monday is April the 1st. This of course means I am going to have the kids at home for two whole weeks so I needed a bit of budget for Easter…
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Ready, steady, work
Welcome to my new little attic office. It’s little alright, but now I’ve tidied and arranged it I love it. I even have my own snowy view today. The sheep are there. And there’s the valley. My view changes every day and I love watching the seasons go by. This is where I… Write my…
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Curried cauliflower salad
Written for Sister Mag Daylesford feature. Recipe at Lovely Food.
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Four oh dreams
Well. Here it is. My fortieth birthday. I felt the sun rise in Aotearoa last night here in the UK. The girls and I danced and danced and laughed and laughed. Spinning her around, Astrid was happy as she could be. I felt the world move. It was pure love and joy. This past year…