A Sustainable Elegant sufficiency…We wish you enough

Hi All,

My last post saw us barely surviving a major financial crisis. We started out annoyed at Centrelinks bungling and ended up thrust into something completely out of our control or sphere of influence. We were reminded of how very little control we actually have over our lives and the entire event gave us back a true appreciation for living simply with less and making do with what you have. Last year we wanted to share a truly sustainable, low cost and anti-consumerist Christmas together but we got a bit hijacked by mum and her desire to feed the world. After mum died 9 days after she returned home from Serendipity Farm we realised that sometimes, someone else’s desires are more important than your own and mum having had a fantastic time hijacking our Christmas resulted in point taken and most graciously learned. This year we decided to make sure that our Christmas would be a balance between something special and a truly sustainable celebration. We wanted to bypass the hype that accompanies the Christmas season…we wanted to arrive at the end of the day satiated and content rather than bewildered, confused and in debt for 6 months with very little to show for it. We started off by making sure that we only bought what we actually wanted to eat on the day. We wanted to keep it small and try to prevent the problem of leftovers that don’t get eaten or that force us to eat more than we should in an effort to prevent wastage. We asked each other what we felt were “special foods” that would make us feel like we had feasted in style and headed out to shop for as much of it as we could before the day came, spreading out the cost and minimising the financial stress. We tried to shop for Australian grown/made and produced foods and preferably in nice jars so that they could be reused when preserving our coming harvest. We grew our salad vegetables and it was wonderful to water the garden and then harvest our own spinach, red and green lettuce and rocket for our salad and in the process we saved ourselves a 100km round trip having to head into Launceston to pick up our fresh veggies at the last minute on Christmas Eve. At the end of our simple but elegant meal we were satisfied beyond the physical and the tiny amount of waste, the lemon skin from our homemade alcoholic fruit punch and the avocado shells along with the Christmas pudding box and the cheezel box, were all recyclable and ended up being cut up fine and put into the compost bucket to turn Serendipity Farms ancient soils into something more fecund and worm friendly to create next years “soil” for our next Christmas vegetable haul…cycles of manageability and perpetuity…taking us from season to season and building on the foundations of sustainability that we are stacking on top of the stones that form Serendipity Farm. Our Christmas was just enough and left us replete and entirely satiated, physically, mentally and spiritually. The sustainable Christmas that we wanted we got and we are not paying for it in any way at all today. Come February, there won’t be any nasty surprised for us and Christmas has taken on new substance and meaning and has evolved to fit our personal ethos. This year…we learned :o)


Here is the end result of the marathon Stollen making event…2 of the 6 Stollen ready to be transported to our neighbours alimentary canals


Steve’s pork pies with his patented jelly injecting aparatus


A true Brit will ALWAYS find a way to satisfy cravings from home and these pork pies are Steve’s way of satisfying his Christmas cravings. He also made some scotch eggs, another “Steve” Christmas tradition


Our Christmas Day salad quotient from our veggie garden on the left, and the chooks Christmas Day silverbeet quotient on the right. Aren’t the stems of this ruby chard/silverbeet beautiful?


Our simple Christmas Day feast…a most elegant sufficiency for 2 happy hippies in the Southern Hemisphere 🙂


Our compost bucket with all that remains of our Christmas feast 🙂

I took a little bunch of lavender to lay at the foot of mums Claret Ash. Whenever I see the tree I think of mum and how much she loved it here. I tucked a Cecile Brunner rose and a Bourbon rose into the tiny bouquet because wherever mum was shuffled off to in her higgledy piggledy life she centred the chaos by building a garden and there was always a Cecile Brunner and Bourbon rose planted first up. I find it incredibly ironic that both of these roses are growing on Serendipity Farm and are true survivors, much like mum was. We exchanged our yearly bottles of wine over the garden gate between our place and Glad’s next door and as Glad and her daughter Wendy were drooling over Steve making homemade pork pies for Christmas he offered to make them one each as well. As expats they all need to stick together and talk soon ran to “have you found a decent sausage here yet?” and all things traitorous and anti-Aussie until Glad started talking about her annual pudding making marathon and Steve said “I will buy one off you next year Glad” and she promptly headed off and gave him a magnificent homemade pudding redolent with spice and what appears, most suspiciously, to be rum! Steve took one of his homemade pork pies down with a loaf of Stollen and his pork pies rated 9 out of 10. Not bad for someone who lived on chips and beans in his bachelor years. The Stollen were an experiment and after following Tobi’s recipe carefully I set about making the homemade almond paste for the stollen first using frugally bought almonds in skins and as I poured boiling water over the 600g of them and started slowly peeling each individual almond I realised that our incessant need to remove the simple processes of life has also removed “thinking time”…it’s no wonder so many women race around like chooks with their heads cut off…we don’t have that centring time that comes with these humble processes and with the popularity of homesteading these wonderful processes are giving us back so much more than we lose in time. I really enjoyed my time skinning those almonds and remembering doing the same when “helping” mum make her fruitcakes each year. I am sure that we ate more almonds than we skun but as we popped the soaked almonds out of their skins we were learning the value of making things from scratch…the frugality of doing things yourself and the camaraderie of time spent learning at your mothers feet…precious time that you only appreciate when you have children of your own and your mother isn’t there to learn from any more


Mums little bouquet of memories


Some of our Christmas goodies to inject “Christmas Spirits” into our day (sorry about the bad pun but SOMEONE had to make it! 😉 )


Home grown strawberries from our tip plants with some of the pretty icecubes that Steve made for our Christmas wine punch and some raspberries from our friend Roxy who kindly gave us some


Wine punch in lovely glasses given to me last year by my clever stylish daughters…all of the fruit included in the punch came from a 10km radius, the fruit juice is Aussie juice, the wine is Aussie wine and the softdrink came from small Aussie producers…even the rum that Steve didn’t see me tip into my green glass was Aussie 😉


Christmas Cheer!

We have been thinking of ways to raise money and Steve has come up with a vajazzle kit to raise funds…anyone wanting to take advantage of his half price “Mates rates” send a plain brown self-addressed and stamped envelope and he will see you right ;)…he is a product of Essex after all folks! ;). We saw the Black pearl pirate ship on doomsday folks! No…I didn’t drink too much rum yesterday (although to be honest, everything towards the end of our marathon “The Vicar of Dibley” watching event started to blur into itself for no known reason…). We really did see a black replica pirate ship with a black flag and black sails silently gliding down the river right using the tide to propel it sideways underneath the Batman Bridge. We haven’t been able to find out anything about this obviously special boat but know that it is/was anchored just off the Deviot Yacht Club just around the corner from Serendipity Farm and there was nothing in the local newspaper about it. We would like to think that they have come to pick Steve as the new Dread Pirate Roberts. He would be perfect. He has all the swashbuckling charm of a top pirate, twinkling pirate eyes, a nice beard that could quickly be rendered “swashbuckling” with a bit of a shear and 9 earrings…yes…he had a misspent youth folks! I figure I would be allowed to tag along but would suffer the ignominy of being used as the ships ballast/anchor or chief cook and bottle washer… Earl would make a perfect pirate dog…he has the same “Devil-may-care” attitude as Steve and doggish good looks…Bezial would be huddled in the galley howling on the floor until he was released, still howling, back onto the shore by disgusted pirates as the shameless landlubber that he is. We aren’t all born to be pirates, but those of us who are need the minimum of a small aluminium dinghy to keep them happy and Steve spent this morning out on the water tootling around in his own floatation device happily fishing and catching nothing. The fun is in the floating apparently but in my mind, the odd fish wouldn’t go astray…

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“The Black Pearl” (if this is indeed Captain Jack Sparrows ship…)…”Revenge” (if we are going with The Dread Pirate Roberts) or what the hey… how about “The Black Pig” and we could go with Captain Pugwash! All in all a decidely piratey ship floating down the Tamar River at 9pm on Doomsday…

DSCF7517Steve’s own personal “Pirate Ship”…”The good ship Stig”…may she sail long into the 4 winds on the Tamar River…

12120049Here you can see a dog who is well aware of how blissful freedom can be relining in state on the grassy slopes of an embankment somewhere on Serendipity Farm

12120054Here he is accompanied by a dog who most decidedly DOESN’T know the value of freedom and who flagrantly flouts the rules and blunders through the boundaries that Bezial completely understands…sigh…”One day Earl…One day…”

Our veggies are going ballistic and we should get tomatoes by the bucket load this year. We were clever and planted mostly cherry tomatoes that should have plenty of time to grow and ripen over the next few months in our short growing season. We are starting to think about making a massive great enclosed walk in veggie patch with more free ex-fish farm netting and upping our veggie production in the process. We are letting some of our rocket and lettuces go to seed to collect for next year and the coriander went straight from seedling to seed in a single step! Our rocket is rapidly following suit and rather than complain about the situation I am enjoying the possibilities of flowers to throw into my salads, seed to save and share and the value of perpetuity and cycling on Serendipity Farm. Now that the chooks are contained I am starting to notice how much damage they actually did to the garden and am silently apologising to the wallabies for damage that I attributed to them and that was in actuality, chook damage. Pingu was the worst culprit and spent hours on end jumping to defoliate tender tasty shrubs and the Physalis peruviana (Ground cherry) has suspiciously started growing leaves again below the “jump zone” of a small, most determined hand reared Plymouth Rock hen, hell bent on destruction and self-gratification. She also developed a taste for beech tree leaves and our poor special dwarf weeping beech is only just beginning to grow a few sparse leaves to keep itself alive and photosynthesising until it can grow some new ones next spring. Pingu has adapted well to being put in the chook run along with her sisters despite living in Steve’s shed with a “birds-eye” view of the river from her lofty perch on a large terracotta pot on a bench overlooking the river. The chooks don’t seem to be missing their freedom at all and seem most content. We have still got 3 feral youngsters that we couldn’t catch roaming free, 2 roosters and 1 small hen and a single hen (one of Effel Doocark’s prodigious penultimate batch) managed to elude our best efforts and hatch out 6 more babies down under the massive big oak tree at the very front of the property between Serendipity Farm and Glad’s property “Four Oaks”. We took her down some water and food and will attempt to catch the wayfaring brood and rehouse them in the chook run along with her sisters 11 remaining babies…the more the merrier eh? 😉


It took an hour to turn this previously empty hall into this…hopefully the event went well, they didn’t need us for Christmas day and so we said our goodbyes and will do it again next year…a most worthy use for 1 hour of our time


This Physalis peruviana had been so devastated by Pingu that it decided to take it’s chances growing through the deck rails


You can see the green fruit like a tiny green lantern  that will soon turn buff and when the fruit is ripe it will fall to the ground, protected by it’s papery husk and waiting for us to pick it up, peel it and eat it


A shot of our homemade driftwood Pirate Christmas Tree (Maybe THIS is what the pirates were looking for…it wasn’t Steve at all! And to think… he hid under the bed for 3 days quaking in fear! 😉 )…lit up like the proverbial and doing it’s job admirably


Aren’t these icecubed that Steve made especially for me pretty? Who knew he had it in him! You old romantic you Steve 😉

Another year is galloping to a close and we are satiated and full of the gratefulness that a very close call can bring. 2013 is beckoning to us from behind its veiled position on the horizon and after sharing a simple and most satisfying Christmas day I would just like to leave you with this article to ponder the true meaning of Christmas and the endurance of the human spirit despite all odds…


How to turn trash into treasure…


A few years ago when we were still attending horticultural day classes at our local Polytechnic we noticed one of the classrooms being gutted and all sorts of things being thrown out into a large skip right outside where we sat and daydreamed while our poor lecturer tried to get something to stick in our heads in the midafternoon warmth of summer. On the way home we asked the workmen if we could take a look in the skip that contained all manner of amazing things including filing cabinets, desks, office chairs and these magnificent orbs of 70’s plastic, having obviously once served duty as oversized light shades somewhere. Our friend in the witness protection stored them at her place until we could bring them home and “home” they sat for 3 years…this year we decided to remedy this and we put them to use on Serendipity Farm…


After taping up the orbs Steve spray painted them with cheap spray paint in his Pingu free shed…


While one was drying, we sprayed another…


Then we added stripes of other colours to our oversized Christmas baubles…


Doesn’t the base look like a Union Jack?! This shot was to show you how clever we are…what forward thinking little penniless student hippies we are and how your taxpayer dollars are actually being put to good use in teaching us to plan and think… Tasmania + Summer + rain = enormous oversized baubles FULL of water and weighing a tonne…a carefully drilled hole in the base of our baubles and the prospective problem simply vanishes…


Our oversized Christmas baubles hanging over the gate at the front of the property…Now we just have to work out how to get them down…

30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. jmgoyder
    Dec 26, 2012 @ 17:19:41

    Lovely post – happy Christmas!


  2. Allotment adventures with Jean
    Dec 26, 2012 @ 17:27:18

    This is a great post Fran. I loved reading about your Christmas Day. Sounds peaceful, not frantic like some stressed out Christmas days. I spent time with my family and it was lovely to share a happy meal together. Wishing you and Steve a wonderful 2013.


  3. Roz Takes
    Dec 26, 2012 @ 18:27:35

    Enjoyable post as always Fran.
    I too plant a Cecile Brunner in every garden I have. I love their sweetly perfumed little blooms. Reminds me of my school days when we wore them in our hair at end of year dances. Mine is growing rampant over the front fence and I have to continually cut it back to stop it snagging passers by.
    You skun the almonds Fran? lol.
    I have never had pork pies but they look like something I should try. I will find a recipe..maybe our Jamie Oliver cook books. We had a really enjoyable Xmas Eve with the Family. Robert even arrived early which is a first for him and Erin’s desserts were to die for. Have a wonderful New Year.


    • narf77
      Dec 26, 2012 @ 21:07:49

      Skun is a fun word isn’t it? If you look it up, it actually exists and can be used to pluralise “Skin”…Pork pies are something that every good carnivore should try at least once. Let me know if you would like Steve’s recipe as it rocks! I am really glad that you all had a good time. Erin’s deserts looked amazing on Facebook. We will probably be asleep by 8pm on the couch snoring on New Years Eve to be honest, I get up at 5am and that renders me sleep ridden by 7.30 and drooling on my chest by 8 ;). Steve has more staying power but he also gets up 2 hours after I do so I figure that is the reason ;). I can’t remember the last time that I managed to stay awake to usher in the New Year…maybe I will try it this year. Madeline and Bethany are always up till 3-4am so maybe they can video it for me and show it to me the next day (while I am snoring and drooling on the couch amongst all of the excitement and revelry 🙂


  4. brymnsons
    Dec 26, 2012 @ 22:51:52

    Had a lovely xmas and boxing day. We have Bruce’s family over on boxing day, so it is a much noisier day than xmas. It was quite hot on xmas day but cooled a few degrees for boxing day, which is a relief as we all sit outside under the patio. I have eaten too much, drank a few glasses of wine and one cocktail and had a great time, more than plenty and definitely enough 🙂


    • narf77
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 04:48:10

      Me too Kymmy 🙂 I have most definately had enough booze! It was a nice mild Christmas Day here and Boxing Day was decidedly cool and we even lit Brunhilda as the boys were sulking around the fireplace. It’s nice and cool today too so hopefully it isn’t going to be the stinking hot summer that we had predicted by none other than Mr Peter Cundall himself 😉


  5. Joanne
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 00:32:43

    I’m so glad to hear you guys had a lovely holiday complete with great food!


  6. littlesundog
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 02:13:03

    Lovely photos and post! It’s always fascinating to read your posts!


    • narf77
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 05:02:43

      Thank you 🙂 I am glad that you enjoy them, most probably for the same reason that I enjoy your posts and other most interesting posts from far flung climes, because your world/life is so very different to mine and through reading about how you engage with your land, your life and it’s possibilities, I am able to get a better understanding of my own situation in a worldwide context…that, and I love to share 🙂


  7. christiok
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 03:45:59

    Ahoy there, Fran and Steve! I, too, loved the word Skun and like Roz, doubted it for a moment. Once again, I learn from you. I love the picture of Pirate Steve heading out in the boat…truly a different season than here! Love the ice cubes.:)


    • narf77
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 05:07:47

      Steve would be a good pirate because as far as I can ascertain, his mum found him underneath a shrub in the U.K. either a product of the forest folk or left behind by the Gypsy’s when they followed the county fairs to ply their trade…I think that Pat should have asked herself “why did they leave him behind?!” before she picked him up… ;). It is indeed truly a different season here! We are just about to head into our hottest months and you are going the opposite way. I learned something the other day…I thought that Canada was only on one side of the North…I didn’t realise that it extended from one side to the other and that Maine should really have been part of it by the look of it! I love the look of Canada and the people are like Australians and are pretty friendly. My daughters want to move there so you never know…one day I might come to visit and it is only a hop, skip and a jump to Olalla from Canada :). I love the icecubes too… I still have some sitting in the freezer twinkling at me with their delicate prettiness whenever I open the freezer…might have to throw them into todays breakfast smoothie methinks before they stir up trouble with the frozen peas pirate style, it’s the pretty ones that you have to watch! 😉


  8. Kaye Wheeler
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 10:58:51

    Lovely, lovely, lovely, Fran. Reading your posts is like have a chat over a cuppa with a dear old friend. (old not meaning aged). Serendipity Farm and your lifestyle sounds like my idea of heaven.


    • narf77
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 11:46:13

      You can come and pull our weeds for us Kaye :). Hey, we are ALL getting older…it is catching ;). I am glad that you enjoy the blog posts…I have 100 muses all trying to get out at once and I guess blogging is my way of not only sharing what I believe in, but in releasing the “voices in my head” ;). I love getting comments from friends, it makes me feel closer to them and we haven’t been in touch for too long 🙂 Have a great New Years and thank you for the lovely comment 🙂


  9. brymnsons
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 17:34:29

    Isn’t it funny how we apologise for saying “old”. When really we earn that tag with a lot of stuff ups and mistakes. Some huge, some not so bad but in the end we have earned our stripes, so to speak. I think it would be nice if we could start to wear “old” as a badge of honour. Wear it with pride knowing we have learned a lot along the way and can actually pass on some good advice. Now if only I can get my boys to see how wise I am 🙂


    • narf77
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 18:47:54

      You are only as old as your brain…mine is about 2 so I should be fine for a while 😉 My daughters spend their days rolling their eyes and sighing heavily whenever I accompany them anywhere…”my job here…is DONE!” 😉


  10. brymnsons
    Dec 28, 2012 @ 10:08:29

    Lol well done Fran 🙂 I’m not sure how old my brain is but hey it’s still functioning and that is good


    • narf77
      Dec 28, 2012 @ 10:49:25

      (Bruce…you have her fooled that her brain is still working…I don’t know how you did it but well done you! 😉 ) “That’s right Kymmy…your brain is working just FINE!” 🙂


  11. Allotment adventures with Jean
    Dec 29, 2012 @ 07:05:45

    Hi Fran, I know I’ve already responded to this post earlier but there is always so much to cover in each of your posts it’s worth reading again. I’ve been reading some of your earlier posts again (a bit of a marathon!). Keep writing, and if it’s not too early – Happy New Year.


  12. thinkingcowgirl
    Dec 29, 2012 @ 07:17:41

    What a lovely load of gorgeous things! I particularly like the ice cubes and the baubles..turning stuff into better stuff, such great ideas. Your christmas feast did indeed look elegant and I’m glad to see a pork pie, particularly a home-made one, I think I said I’ve always wanted to make one…any tips? Hmm money making…it looks like your place is in a very beautiful setting, what about renting out a yurt or a shepherds hut for holidays? I’m always going on about this cos my friends T & N have a lovely yurt holiday place near me and they make a good living – take a look, I think it would be right up your street http://www.cornishyurtholidays.co.uk they are doing it all sustainably and run bushcrafting courses – he makes his own yurts from wood on the land. They are the people I own half the bull with!


    • narf77
      Dec 29, 2012 @ 07:36:44

      We just had a look at those beautiful yurts…I can see it now…”the 16ft teatree yurt (likely to fall on top of you in the night but hey, what do you expect for hiring the cheapest yurt eh?!)…the 18ft wallaby yurt…pretty much the same as the 16ft teatree yurt but a bit bigger and home to a family of wallabies…you know those russian ice hotels with the furry blankets? Just pretend you are in one of those….and the 20ft Ash yurt…WE HAVE ASH! 😉 (Ash will grow everywhere even in the Gobi dessert…) and you get a family of wallabies AND a family of possums who might share the fruit that they stole from the orchard with you if you are very VERY nice…” Do you think that our marketing brochure will work? ;). What a gorgeous setting and a very clever and no doubt profitable idea. We have had people say that we should put little tinyhouses down in the teatree garden because the river is just across the road and it is pretty down there. We might raise some funds and do it one day but for now it’s a bit of a faint impossibility. Pork pies are easy peasy. We used Ruth’s recipe from “The Pink Whisk”…Ruth was the lady that came second in “The Great British Bakeoff” and I thought that she was gipped! She has a great recipe for pork pies on her site and we decided not to use her cranberry jelly filling and substituted our own homemade rooster stock jelly instead and our expat neighbours raved about them and want the recipe. They were really easy to make in little individual springform pans…MUCH easier than when we made them last year and had to dig them out of Ruth’s suggested muffin pans (don’t believe her…she fibs!). Give them a go…oh, we also had our local butcher “Nige” who is most accomodating and a lot of fun, a bit like H.F.W’s butcher but younger and a bit of a hipster, mince us up pork shoulder and pork belly in equal proportions to make our pies with and they turned out fantastic. As the minced pork and bacon (Ruth’s recipe) tends to shrink away from the side of the pie crust Steve used a small plastic syringe (minus any needle) to inject the warmed chook gel around the outside of the pies till they wouldn’t take any more and they were magnificent (if we do say so ourselves 😉 ). When Steve phoned his mum up on Christmas Day… the pork pie tradition of his youth has just been relegated to the defunct bin as Satterthwaites bakeries in Liverpool have all closed and his mum’s tradition of ordering and picking up the pork pies is gone. The G.F.C. takes another victim BUT we can still make them ourselves and I have a sneaking suspicion that our home made version is MUCH better ;). give them a go and you will never go back to buying them 🙂


      • thinkingcowgirl
        Dec 31, 2012 @ 02:36:12

        I like it! But yurts are only up for a few months a year being a nomadic house, what would the possums and wallabies do then eh? 😉

        I will be giving the pies a go next year! I think the high water content of a lot of meat – they have special high powered squirters to inject water – is probably responsible for the shrinkage element. I just can’t believe it’s legal, it just seems so wrong. My brother was a bit horrified by the amount of water which came out of some minced beef (sorry cows!) I’d asked him to brown. Apparently in France they don’t do this, so what you see is what you get.

        We lived in a plywood clad box attached to a caravan for quite a few years, it was constructed from straw bales and the whole thing cost us about £700.00. I was reading Permaculture Magazine the other day and there was an article about ‘crowd funding’ – basically raising money for green or social enterprise projects. Apparently it tends to be more successful if there is some tangible result for the investment. I thought it was quite interesting, an innovative way for people with no funds but good ideas to get stuff off the ground. My mind started racing a bit but I reminded myself that I’m having a rest from all that!

  13. Sincerely, Emily
    Dec 29, 2012 @ 13:27:25

    Your simple and elegant meal looks perfect. We did something similar this year, just the two of us and not going overboard. Steve’s pork pies look fantastic. Your garden greens look amazing! Your amazing Christmas balls hanging near your front gate are fabulous. What a find! Happy New Year to you both.


  14. Dianna
    Jan 13, 2013 @ 08:43:39

    I want to be a pirate hippie, where did I go wrong? A few years ago my husband and I had a free vacation and after reading literature for everywhere in the Caribbean, we ended up going to Belize because the three historical groups there were Mayans, escaped slaves and pirates. My kind of people. Happy New Year from upstate New York. Where it is freaking cold and there are no wallabies.


    • narf77
      Jan 13, 2013 @ 11:07:28

      Living in upstate New York might limit your pirating possibilities somewhat ;). Our horticulture lecturer (for we are indeed penniless student hippies…) comes from Bermuda and told us all about life on the high seas…I figure we all need to dream of being a pirate, it gives you something to sustain you when the world is standing on your dreams. Living right on the river I can always duck down to the front gate and across the dirt road and dabble my feet in the water and remember my pirate heritage…I would LOVE to visit the Caribbean…can’t think of a more interesting mix of people than pirates, escaped slaves and Mayan decendants for the life of me! “Yo-ho-ho me hearty sister in piracy from upstate New York!” Next time I see that black pirate ship…I might sign on as the next
      Dread Pirate Roberts…bout time they had a girl…


  15. biggsis
    Jan 15, 2013 @ 01:27:48

    What a lovely and inspiring post. Keep on keepin’ on with your sustainable, wonderful lifestyle.


    • narf77
      Jan 15, 2013 @ 04:59:05

      Thanks Lisa 🙂 Cheers for visiting Serendipity Farm. We do what we can and we love doing it so drop back any time for a cuppa and a bit of cake and a chat 🙂


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