A Crisp, Cold, Extra Dry Martini Morning on Serendipity Farm

Hi All,

Not shaken…not stirred, just inhaled with the bliss of an alcoholic who has had their first drink after a long period on the wagon of purity…it might not be rain, but it will do for now :o)


We had to take a few photos for our course and this one was too good not to share. Taken nice and early in the day we needed a “low light” shot. Pretty soon it is going to be dark when we are walking the dogs because it is still dark after 7am now

This post is going to be completely foreign to most of my dear constant readers. Unless you appreciate our quintessential “Aussieness” it’s hard to understand our laconic larrikin existence… Australia is a hard place folks…think the American Midwest and you are halfway there. Everything and I mean EVERYTHING wants to kill us. The closest human beings to we Aussies would be South Africans and even they gravitate here when they want to live life to the extreme. We learn early on not to whiz on the electric fence and most of us bear the early childhood scars/badges of courage associated with being new beings in an ancient place. We have spawned some wonderful iconic movies that have struck a chord with the “rest of the world” but on the main we just hang out here away from the rest of you just doing our thing. You might be forgiven for thinking that we are lightweight. That’s just our camouflage…still waters run deep and our need to keep it real involves a desire to keep our poppies short and our working class hard fought heritage burning brightly. We Aussies will always “Give a bloke a hand” and are well known for being incredibly generous in times of need. It’s what we do and generosity and warmth come from understanding that our place here is tenuous. We are constantly reminded of that with our environment handing us whoop-ass lessons on a regular basis. The rest of you are starting to see the effects of human predation on the earth but we have had it all of our lives! It might be getting worse but we Aussies are taught to put up or shut up and “Stop your whinging and just get on with it!” I would like to introduce all of you to a little known Aussie television series called “Seachange”. We Aussies fell in love with it in bucket loads. It was the telly equivalent of the movie “The Castle”. It was Aussie, it was amazingly good and it was a window into our Aussieness that maybe only we can “get” but I would like to imagine that quality television can translate wherever it lays down to rest. If any of you can get hold of this amazing series (it went for 39 episodes) your life will be all the richer for giving yourself the chance to settle down and watch it with a glass of wine and some good company.


This is one of my brothers lovely shots of the West Australian coast in Denmark where he lives. He has some amazing photos and is in the process of attempting to sell some of them. We pinched this one from his Facebook page so that we could mess with it in Photoshop and show you what it can do. Photoshop is amazing. We have been completely floored by how awesome a program it is and we are in love with its processes. We are only just beginning with it but there are innumerable tutorials online that can help you with just about anything to do with Photoshop and we are taking full advantage of as many of them as we can :). This is before…


And this is the same shot after using Photoshop on it. Very VERY different. We realise that we have a LONG way to go with learning how to manipulate image data but we are having a great time messing about 🙂

The premise of the series was a high corporate lawyer finding herself suddenly thrown into chaos by her husband being arrested for fraud and the duplicity of his extramarital affair with her sister. She ends up thrust into becoming a judge for a tiny seaside town where the slower life melts her corporate icy neurotic mantle and she slowly discovers the real meaning of life. It is full of quintessential Aussie characters but to be honest, they are immediately transferable to just about anywhere in the world. Town eccentrics will be instantly recognisable and each of their stories blend in to make up the town and their failings and foibles give great weight and poignancy to the true message of the series …don’t let life pass you by. The series is full of incredibly good actors, a skewed sense of humour and the open honesty that an amazing story line brings and this series is the bomb folks! The soundtrack alone is well worth trying to find. Full of Aussies and honorary Aussies it gives you an instant feel for our Aussie condition…For instance, you may never have heard of Vika and Linda Bull a pair of amazing sisters from N.Z.  who joined one of our native talents Paul Kelly to form an amazing late 20th century trio who delivered some truly wonderful Aussie music that resonates and reflects our ethos and choice of lifestyle. Paul Kelly and the coloured girls deliver “Aussieness” to you on a plate. What you hear resonates deep inside us and makes us feel that heritage that we have only been able to hold for the best part of 200 years. We are a melting pot of offbeat exit-stage-lefters who dropped off the world for whatever reason…running away to Australia is the new black apparently and we produce humour coupled with philosophy for a living. Think Barry Humphrey’s (better known as Dame Edna) and Paul Hogan and the eccentricities of Michael Leunig and you are starting to get a taste of what being “Aussie” is all about. Seachange delivers it in bucket loads. To anyone wanting to see what makes us tick you can hear Vika and Linda here singing one of the songs from the album from the series…

Talk about amazing powerful voices!


This is the “Spin-around” point of our standard walk in the mornings with the dogs. They get a dog treat and we then head back down the road and back home.


Some of the hazelnuts that we found hanging in a plastic supermarket bag on our front gate the other day. Still not sure who left them but we have narrowed it down ;)…Hazelnuts are not Earl’s nut of choice BUT he is acclimatising himself to them and now actually eats the hazelnut meats once he cracks them


More nuts and evidence of past nut draws (if you look carefully 😉 )…the next wooden spoon draw is for our Aussie mothers day in May. Earl is practicing. The funny thing is that he not only cracks the nut, but he has taken to eating it as well. “Good Boy!”…its about the only additional thing to meat that Earl will look at

My rediscovered love of music has given me some amazing early morning remembrances and a lot of fodder for the blog. I am listening to the Seachange albums as I tap away here and the music reminds me of the series, eclectic, skewed and funny whilst full of pathos and meaning. Is that why the world loves Aussies? We bumble around all over the place taking your jobs working in hospitality en masse and the worlds petrol stations are full of Aussies making enough money to move to the next adventure. We have an adventurous spirit born of hardship and a need to discover ourselves by measuring our worth against the rest of the world.

If you want to identify an Aussie in a crowd (aside from the shorts, t-shirt and ubiquitous beer in hand that is…) don’t go looking for the cork hat, forget trying to lure them out with kookaburras and shrimps on the barbie, we aren’t that easily fooled you know! To instantly identify an Aussie, get hold of a sound system and play this…


Or this…


and instantly you will see a small but most determined group emerge from the crowd and they will all join in loudly. This will happen anywhere in the world…from Russia to New York to Tibet. Whether they can sing or not they will give the best equivalent to an Aussie salute we have, our raised voices concerted and giving it our all for what makes us truly “Aussie”…it’s a peculiarity that makes us at once innocent, admirable, honest and unique and it brings tears to my eyes as I type this. Our Aussie spirit might not run to being overly protective of our flag, our traditions or our prime minister. We have the sense to be able to ask questions and to vote with our feet. Bollocks to being told, we like to measure things up ourselves and our history and society are littered with tall poppies who tried to use their influence to change us . Try at your peril world! We Aussies were born fighting for our identity and our existence. We are the result of generations of survivors and good luck to anyone who wants to change the status quo! I am proud to be an Aussie. Not because I was told to be proud (and God only knows my father tried to drum it into me from an early age!) but because I just KNOW how lucky I was to be born here and that resonates through me and with me whatever I do. Americans might think that they live in the greatest country on the earth but we Aussies KNOW that we do 😉


Mums view of the Tamar River via the Claret Ash that we planted in her honour when she died


Some of our media design work and evidence of the size of the cup (bucket) of tea needed to keep me motivated…


We have been seeing lots of these beetles around the place. They are quite nondescript right-side-up but upside-down they are gorgeous (Earl says that “HE” is gorgeous as well and needs to be in just about every shot to keep his ego inflated 😉 )

Steve and I shared a long (talk 15 000km!) distance relationship for 2 years that we maintained and tended carefully with daily chats and emails. Without the internet and music we would have been doomed. I am naturally impatient and knowing Steve now; I find it amazing that he was able to set himself to being part of something so intense for 2 years! We shared our love and passion through a shared passion for music and would often buy the same C.D’s and play them while we typed our chats and emails to each other. We ended up with a massive edifice of saved chats that equated to an entire large striped bag (about 1 metre high and a metre wide, 500cm thick) full to bursting with old fashioned floppy discs (our online love was an early one 😉 ). We needed those conversations to prove to the Australian government that we were as “Real” as a couple who met in a bar or at someone’s bbq. I think our shared love of music interwove our relationship and held it firm. We sent out metaphorical willow canes across the miles and we wove a massive basket that managed to contain what we shared for 2 years. That’s a LONG time to keep something fundamental alive folks! Music is magic and can deliver you to places where you may never have been. It’s addictive without making you sick and it’s heady delights have no calories, no extreme effort to gain them and no threat of incarceration if you throw yourself headfirst into it and imbibe with abandon 😉


One of the feral kittens lounging around on the netting we used to put on top of our chook run


Another “low light” shot intended for use in our course of the Batman Bridge just up from our home

Well there goes another morning! I planned on getting up and offloading my rss feed reader and staying on top of my early morning blog reads but today I just listened to amazing Aussie music and typed. I guess there are worse things to do with your early mornings? I am certainly the better for absorbing my old amour all over again. I had forgotten how music can make me feel. I am one of those people that fall into reading, music, music and other art forms and come away profoundly affected. I remember watching the movie “Dead man walking” and I spent a month working through that one! I remember picking up one of my ex-husbands new wives books in curiosity whilst illicitly staying in their home overnight after a long journey to drop my son back home once (almost like having sex in your parents’ home in a very skewed way! 😉 ) that was a compendium of numerology for each day and my exact birthdate was represented…although I am not really into trying to explain myself in metaphorical terms and tend to be a somewhat black and white trial and error protagonist with a decidedly sceptical lien when it comes to finding my place in the world, this entry struck a chord with me. I was listed as an “Hierophant”. I had never heard this word before…an hierophant is someone who delivers messages someone who “communicates” between worlds. I can’t remember anything else on that page, it didn’t matter to me but I liked the word, it resonated with me and fluke or not, it completely describes my constant urge to share what I learn with you all. Sorry if it gets delivered in bucket loads…blame my muses, I am constantly buffeted by their attentions, but at the very bottom of my ethos bucket I have the burning desire to share. I hope you don’t mind coming with me on my newfound musical journey, it’s inevitable that it is going to resonate and bring me out the other side of philosophy and until I get used to it again, like all beautiful things, you can only take so much before you start to become immune to its charms… you are going to have to bump along behind me while I transition 😉

The recurring theme of Douglas Adams has been shadowing me all this week. I keep getting “42” and “so long and thanks for all the fish” and he seems to be hovering around me more than usual. I read a Wikipedia link about Phrases from Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phrases_from_The_Hitchhiker’s_Guide_to_the_Galaxy) that quoted where Arthur C. Clarke had once said that  “Douglas Adams’ use of “don’t panic” was perhaps the best advice that could be given to humanity”… what wise words! Just imagine if we were able to stop dead still and allow our brains to think about the problem at hand rather than run around gesticulating wildly to the powers that be in circles whilst making crazy squeaking noises in complete terror and panic…wouldn’t most of our life “crisis” become a whole lot more manageable? That brings me to my next mental synaptic skip… Panic + Peak Oil.


I love twinkly water :).


If I wasn’t subject to abject seasickness as soon as I set both feet in any kind of “boat” I think I would be inclined to head out with Steve in The Mumbly Cumumbus more often. I get the sneaking suspicion that he likes to head out on his own. There, both he and I agree! 😉

I am not going to lecture or postulate here. I just want to say that we have only been living “with” industry and mass consumption of oil as a means to an end for approximately 100 years. A mere hiccup on the face of our humanity and yet we allow panic merchants to terrify us beyond belief about the after effects of the loss of this commodity. I can understand fear of the consequences of what we have done to the earth, pollution, invasive mining techniques, removal of entire forests in our desire to consume BUT our industrial age only started ramping up its activities in the 1940’s in response to corporate greed and a vision of a mountain of money to be made out of resources. We can, and we will be able to adapt to life after peak oil. It’s no big deal folks. If you think you might have trouble adapting to life after Peak Oil, maybe it’s time to start testing your lifestyle and seeing what is going to be directly affected when (not if…) oil becomes more expensive than gold. There is a very fine line between people who want to educate and prepare themselves for a life after Peak Oil and Doomsday preppers to be honest. The line is getting more and more blurred every day. Surely all of this fear mongering could be put to better use in shoring up communities, in “teaching a man to fish” and in learning everything that we can about how to do, and make things for ourselves. We aren’t suddenly going to lose trees, or our minds, or the ability to adapt, we are simply going to have to bypass the mainstream model of industrialised production. I know that Peak Oil is inevitable and I choose to accept the fact and move on. We are planting a food forest to facilitate a positive face on the matter and we are teaching ourselves how to live simply. No-one really knows what the transition from a world run on oil and a world without oil is going to be like and it’s just too easy to stand up and wave your doomsday banner around these days. I say stop looking at the big picture because we tiny little individuals have no place there aside from voting with our Doc Martins to ensure that we get the best damned chain of events from the most amenable politicians (not sure who they are but come the elections you can bet I will be making sure I KNOW where my vote is going…), and start looking around you and doing what you can to make things better. Start recycling, compost your green waste or at least give the compost to someone who does. Keep some chooks or choose to eat ethically produced foodstuffs wherever possible. THINK about where you are going and what you want to do and whenever you think that you are too small to make any kind of a difference, give yourself a damned good talking to and remember that if every single one of us started doing our bit, no matter how small, we can’t help but make a massive difference to the world.


The Auld Kirk Church right next to Serendipity Farm. All of those trees in the background are on our property 🙂


Steve managed to capture these 2 black swans just after they landed on the river this morning


I never tire of our little patch of the world 🙂

I might be a bolshie old broad but at least I am positive to boot ;). I choose to try wherever possible to facilitate positive change. I have been thinking about our planting project and am formulating how we can plant out our nut trees to the best advantage. I want to plant a grove of hazelnuts. Someone left a bag of hazelnuts on our front gate. Either Glad’s daughter Wendy or our slightly loopy Californian mate Michael from down the road, whoever left them knows that we are going to attempt to grow them. I see a day where we can take young nut and fruit trees to seed swap days and trade them for heritage seeds etc. Do what you can do and remember that is why we form communities, because everyone has a talent. I am still thinking about trying to start a regular market day at the Rowella Hall but am not quite sure how to go about it. I know that the local economy is “stuffed” for want of a better word. Unemployment is a fact of life here in Tasmania but there is an underlying economy built on trade, swaps and any other bypass for money that can be reached and there is always a way to get what you want without the plastic folding. I think the important thing is to keep your eyes and your mind open. There are many ways to skin a cat (just ask Earl…) and most of them involve thinking about your problem and being amenable to approaching your problem from other angles. I love problem solving and living simply has allowed Steve and I to excel in it. We are always finding ways around our problems and feel all the richer for the experience. You never learn anything unless you fail…learning is a process that comes from having to adapt and change. I guess I am saying that we all have it within us to facilitate what we need; we might just have to go a little wider than mainstream thought might have us think we do. Don’t spend your life lamenting what you can’t change and get stuck in to what you can. Forget about what your neighbours think of you, they aren’t the ones living your life… See you out there with your collective thinking caps on folks which I envisage being homemade, incredibly eclectic and decidedly pointy, embellished and brightly coloured and remember…don’t sweat the small stuff 😉

Coda: – This post was written before Jess mentioned Hunters and Collectors and “Throw my arms around you” and was a complete coincidental parallel storyline 🙂


53 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. brymnsons
    Mar 16, 2013 @ 19:00:23

    I love music and therefore are extremely frustrated that we can’t get a radio to work in the house. I have started channelling the radio station I like on my computer, but I don’t know at what cost??? Oh well if I get a “go slow” I will know what happened, can’t blame the boys anymore 🙂 The other frustration is that I can’t play my records because my record player was broken in the move. The needle is also missing??? Why, and where did it go? So I will have to wait until we go to Perth to have it fixed. My CD collection is not terrific, so I might have to start collecting those, or maybe get into itunes. It seems to be a reasonable cost to download the albums, now I just have to make a list…. Beautiful pictures by the way. You guys certainly have an artistic eye to photography x


    • narf77
      Mar 16, 2013 @ 21:33:15

      No, we just fluke it Kymmy 🙂 (with the photography). what a bummer about your record player! I hope that the removalists are going to have to compensate you for it being broken? We had trouble with our radio here when we first moved here. The only channel we could get was the ABC and I jokingly said that dad was blocking every other channel as he wanted to listen to the news in the afterlife ;). We had to get another clock radio and that fixed the problem 🙂 I spend a lot of time listening to entire albums on Youtube with my earphones in. Do you have ADSL there or are you just on a small plan with your internet? We got rain today and its finally cold here! I am going to have to put on more than my sheet tonight when I go to bed and I am SO happy! :). Cheers for sending it over our way 🙂


  2. rabidlittlehippy
    Mar 16, 2013 @ 20:34:09

    Great minds think alike… Then again, fools rarely differ. Which are we dear friend? 😉

    Peak Oil Panic, hereon in referred to as POP is going to become more and more prevalent I think and as you say it is a fine line. I must say I do have moments where the worry builds up and takes over but they are moments. More often than not is my expression f worry about how I will finance and manage to achieve all I want to before Peak Oil strikes, not panic about what will happen when it does. It’s about staying focused. Unlike a laser though, my focus tends to blur or take off on tangents or simply stop working and fray on occasion. For the most part I KNOW where I am headed. Getting started is my biggest issue but I’ve learned a few things of late. 1. Where there is a will there is a way. You’ve taught me that. For penniless student hippies you achieve much more than many well cashed up Bourgeois ever manage to achieve. 🙂 And secondly, tasks that seem insurmountable before you begin, generally are much easier than first thought once you’ve passed that first hurdle and begun. If fuel tripled in costs in the next month (which it probably will given that Easter is on the horizon) I know we will survive, Maybe not as well as I’d like but we will be ok.

    I remember my first trip to the UK and finding Aussies at every turn. Running in to a school mate of an extended cousin whilst imbibing various alcoholic beverages in a bar in Dublin though was a little mind blowing though. And yes, when any of the “anthems” were played on radio or by the DJ, we all stood up/sat straighter/leaned on an equally drunk fellow singer and bellowed out the words. You’re right, we have little respect for prime ministers, the flag, the national anthem or tall poppies but to a good beer, good song and a snag on the barbie (who the hell throws shrimp on the damn thing anyway?), well they’re all deserving of our full respect. Sam Kekovitch might have come across abrasive with his lamb ads but he wasn’t far off the mark in my opinion. 🙂

    As for songs, you forgot a few classics.

    The absolute bring out every Aussie within hearing distance http://youtu.be/MeG-hNXXy6I

    And the absolutely brilliant http://youtu.be/dTjvG4WJD_A which is bellowed out at lung bursting volume every time.

    I LOVE Aussie music from the 80’s and my list of absolute best Aussie songs would be enough to fill the musical heart of any Aussie 80’s music lover to full. Never to forget Skyhooks either. Shirl Strachan RIP!

    I was never overly proud to be an Aussie as a kid, but it is something I have grown into as I’ve aged. There is a lot that I am not proud of and plenty, like in all cultures and countries, of which to be ashamed but generally speaking I think we really are very much the Lucky Country and if for nothing else, we have been extrem ely lucky to come through the GFC without slipping into recession (or did we just dip under the recession line?). We have generally pretty amazing weather, when mother nature is not trying her darndest to wipe us out in one go. Between fires, floods and unseasonable cold snaps (anyone remember the wintery days in mid-Summer, the white Christmas in Melbourne a few years back and the time when southern Queensland I think and definitely northern NSW received snow) followed by record breaking heat and crippling drought. Ok, so Australia’s weather is vicious. Meh, you deal. 😉

    Your black feral cat could be an identical twin to our Maxxie cat except Maxxie’s white bib has leaked onto his bottom lip and he has 1 set of white eyebrow whiskers and the other side black. He’s also dopey, friendly and a lot safer around chickens than I suspect is your feral.

    I’ve not seen Seachange but it spawned a huge amount of people moving out to the country, and Barwon Heads, where the series is set has now reached unobtainable house price levels or so I believe. The spin off term, being tree-change is of course what we have done.

    Another brilliant post as always and I’m off to cover my tomatoes and pumpkins against just one of those crisp martini mornings. Supposed to get down to 5C overnight. Autumn is here (FINALLY!).


    • narf77
      Mar 16, 2013 @ 21:43:33

      I KNOW! Its cold here today as well and it rained…it RAINED!!!! I am sure that Franks curtains would have been twitching due to the sudden exponential increase in noise when it started to rain (there is always a degree of “noise” here but I think he has learned to phase it out 😉 ). I loved the Hoodoo Guru’s as well and when they did their swansong tour (before they reformed again later on 😉 ) my sister and I headed off to see them at the Albany leisure centre in W.A. we were the oldest there by a long shot! All of the kids shuffled us to the front and obviously feld sorry for us 😉 We had a ball and Dave crowd surfed right over the top of us and he is TEENY, like a little pixie musician :). You HAVE to get hold of seachange. It is one of those times when Aussie television is perfectly centred and results in something that makes the hairs stand up on the end of your head. You really need to get it and watch it just for me. It’s another one of those things that you will thank me for when you indulge and it’s the Aussie Telly version of eating 5 packets of timtams dipped in the best chai latte you ever tasted and knowing that there is some poor sucker in a picture frame in your attic that is going to put all that weight on…Seachange is simply gorgous to watch and to be part of. I don’t say that about a lot of things because I am not a great fan of television per-se but Seachange is amazing, ecclectic, heart wrenchingly good television and you will fall in love with it like I did :). I actually spent some of our penniless student dollars on buying the first series. Just need to get the kids to listen to me when I tell them what I want for mothers day to get the second series :). Amazing actors, David Wenham, William Mcinnes, Sigrid Thornton and so many more…quality Aussie Tv indeed and something else for we Aussies to be proud of 🙂


      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 04:35:13

        It sure does have quality actors. All 3 you mentioned are top notch. I’ll add it to my list, I promise. 🙂

      • narf77
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 04:43:44

        Bump it up to numero uno girl and do yourself a Molly Meldrum and watch them ASAP. You won’t regret it and you will fall in love with this quality piece of flotsam that makes Home and Away look like drivel in comparison 🙂 What are you doing up so early eh? I couldn’t last longer than 3.30 in bed this morning, my rss feed reader was calling me :). Nice and cold here today, might even fire up Bruhilda for a cook out and make Bezial’s day/night. He spends all of winter laying on the wool rug in front of her worshipping her heat 🙂

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 05:17:17

        Ignisa was fired up last night and has been stoked again this morning. I’ve got bread on the rise and will be slow cooking lamb chop casserole in the schlemmertopf for dinner. A predicted top of 16 here so that’s cold enough for me. 🙂
        Up early after another wretched nightmare. I must figure out if something I’m eating is causing them. Standing at the base of a dam at the airport in Afghanistan and having the dam wall break and realising your son is in a public toilet block and then waking up is not conducive to more sleep and I’d already fought to get back to sleep after my youngest had been awake playing funny buggers and wanting 2 feeds. 😦 I was up at 4:30. On the bright side, I’ve nearly cleared the emails and then I can get the yoghurt going, bread baked and watch some more Edwardian Farm in peace. Just want something to do with my hands. I like to knit or mend or something whilst watching TV (the laptop) so I don’t feel like I’m wasting time. 🙂

      • narf77
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 05:38:40

        Time is never “wasted” if you are doing something that you enjoy…even laying on your back looking up at the sky :). I had the same dream when I was younger. I had managed to scrabble up a cliff face with a massive advancing wave coming towards us and knew that I was safe and turned around and looked down to see my children huddling behind a rock below… the only time I have had a worse base feeling that stayed with me for days was when I had a dream about U.F.O.’s (I am not a believer 😉 ) and stood watching a fleet of them entering the atmosphere and realised that they were absolutely enormous and that we were pretty much stuffed. I don’t dream like that much these days but if its so vivid, your mind is wandering. I wonder if it is Peak Oil and knowing that we will only taste the start of it and are leaving our kids to cope? Listening to Missy Higgens as I type :). I just listened to Tim Winton’s brothers CD that I bought from a writers workshop when I lived in W.A. Tim is most certainly NOT the only talent in that family 🙂 At least you will have done a months worth of work in a single day…you can’t do better than that! I will be coaxing Steve to chop wood today using the dogs as a lure (Bezial LOVES the fire) and will make a carrot, zucchini sourdough cake today as Steve pulled the remains of the carrot cake out of the freezer yesterday and said “I really like this one”. Steve is pretty blase about what he eats and never really appreciates it like I do, his attitude is “its food, you eat it”…I guess that is why he has skinny frog legs and no belly and I have a permenant food moment waiting to invade Poland at any given time. I don’t bother with yoghurt, the kefir is enough and I have 2 1/2 litres of it that I am going to attempt to make a soft cheese with today so that I can use it in something. I had a mild nightmare last night, weird list of characters from my son back to a friend at uni in the 80’s…wonder what he is doing now? Last I heard he was working for the police which makes me laugh because Burf’s was a total reprobate when I knew him ;). Getting up early (or being forced) certainly gives you a lot of day for your buck doesn’t it! 😉 Have a great one and it sounds like yours is going to be busy 🙂

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 05:45:32

        Martin is out into the bush to harvest wood for next years supply today with a friend and I NEED to clean up this tip known as my living room. Washing needs doing, floors really need vacuuming and there’s at least a 2nd load if not more for the dishwasher after having already loaded it full this morning.
        I don’t like having idle hands watching tv now. How does the saying go? Idle hands make the devils work? Well, they may or may not do that but they do frustrate me. Martin is a fidget and can’t sit still. My fidgeting is on a smaller scale. I need to keep my hands busy. I started sewing up a sheet that had been badly torn last night and was loving it but when I reached the big tear I realised it was beyond repair sadly so my hands were once again unoccupied. Never been so disappointed about the lack of mending in my life.
        Yes, getting up early does give one so much more time and profitable time too. MUCH easier to load the dishwasher without a whining noise in your ear that sounds a lot like “Mu-um, I’m hungry” spoken in 2 voices, each with varying pronunciation levels and a 3rd voice sounding suspiciously like it’s being murdered. Being hungry dear Orik is NOT equivalent of being murdered through starvation. You WILL survive the 10 minutes til the porridge is done, I promise you. 😉

      • narf77
        Mar 17, 2013 @ 06:07:01

        Ah the “I’M HUNGRY’s” 😉 I get them from the dogs without the words…those eyes are worse if that is possible ;). Steve is an eternal fidget and couples it with his Catholic guilt about being idle and he is always on the go. I delight in what I am doing and love to enjoy the processes. I guess I should attempt to see the ceiling and get the duster out to remove some of the daddy longlegs but who knows where today is going to take me. I might go out with Steve and collect some firewood. He, too, is going out with a mate before the mates mum sells her property to collect some dry firewood. Steve helps him and gets a free load in the process…sounds like bartering to me! We have a reasonable load from our friend in the witness protection but need a LOT more. We have some on the back block and money saved for a 17 cubic metre load to be delivered by truck and are hoping that Brunhilda is as economical this year as she was last year with her consumption. I have so many plans for using her to the max this year. I am drowning in the bliss of possibilities and think we might need another freezer just to stash what I plan on making (beans etc.). I want to make a gorgeous shawl like Linne just posted…how gorgeous! What a talent she is and how lame my own efforts look after seeing what she does. I guess it doesn’t matter if mine has a few tension problems and a few suspicious dog tooth marks (and an endless progression of re-tie knots caused by dogs who shall remain anonymous 😉 ) and a few holes from a missed stitch and a weird odd shape that certainly doesn’t lend itself to the moniker “shawl”…sigh…MAN I love Missy Higgins! Why haven’t I listened to this CD in ages eh? I guess saturation causes contempt or at least “meh”…I guess it’s like eating 10 bars of chocolate and being offered another one…”meh”… 😉 Have a great day forging community with your kids, they are going to love helping you :).

  3. athursdayschild has a long way to go and much to be thankful for.
    Mar 17, 2013 @ 00:09:15

    Great post! At first I thought those were chestnuts. We have a chestnut tree in our front yard. Do you dabble in numerology? I can do it to some extent. How many acres do you have? I take it Steve moved for you. The same with Chris. Will try to look at the videos later, for now have to get to work on our room project. We have two weeks to finish it.


  4. Angela @ Canned Time
    Mar 17, 2013 @ 01:49:58

    Gorgeous, gorgeous scenes of your area there. It’s so nice to see different parts of the world (maybe not to live there, my heat tolerance is as timid as my cold) but it’s so lovely to see how others live. You must tell me how the cat got to the middle of the hammock? Maybe she had some help?
    Thanks so much for sharing some of your thoughts and views. Night, night 🙂


    • narf77
      Mar 17, 2013 @ 03:27:20

      The cat is one of the feral population that call Serendipity Farm home and the “hammock” is actually one of our attempts to stop some equally feral chickens (they used to roam around the property but did too much damage) from escaping from their outside coop area and the feral cats and possums like to lie on it, the cats in the day and the possums trampolining on it at night 😉 and the cat/kitten got there all by itself :). Night night 🙂


  5. christiok
    Mar 17, 2013 @ 03:35:10

    When I first started reading your blog, I didn’t know the difference between Tasmania was Tanzania…I’m a geography kindergartener. Tasmania is synonymous to me with WAY OUT THERE. Which is high praise in my book! 🙂 And WOOOWWW, I LOVE Vika and Linda. They are gorgeous and sensual and COOL. Thank you for introducing them to me. The Bearded One and I were long distance for a long time, too, and Annie Lennox helped us both with her “Why.” Music is powerful, and it affects me deeply, too. Maybe that’s why I can’t listen to it very regularly, it blows my mind. Much love from Olalla, Fran and Steve!


    • narf77
      Mar 17, 2013 @ 03:45:30

      Annie Lennox has a magical voice and I adore her music as well. “When Tomorrow Comes” was a song that we shared of hers 🙂 You might be on the right track with the music thing Christi, sometimes music can be a very personally overwhelming thing and I used it cathartically to expunge my old life and find my new one. I had left it behind for a long time before I picked up right where I had left off all those years ago the other day. I am really loving it and am listening to all different kinds of music at the moment and trying to spread all of those different flavoured musical spreads on my sourdough breakfast toasty mind early in the morning when I soak up the best of things :). Long distance forces you to consider a lot of things and the uppermost thing it forces you to consider is “is this worth the effort?” if the answer is a resounding “YES!” then you have your reason to keep trying :). A real proving ground to be sure and our 2 year proving ground certainly set us up for our 14 years together physically (so far 🙂 ). Hugs and love right back atcha my wonderful twin in Olalla 🙂 and a little lick from Earl who has decided that he and I are mano-a-mano now and are best friends 🙂 I most certainly wouldn’t want to be his enemy! He was cracking walnuts, hazelnuts and brazilnuts in a single crunch yesterday so those jaws are mighty powerful 😉 Glad I am on the right side of those choppers and that Earl is keen to be a “good dog” these days 🙂


  6. Linne
    Mar 17, 2013 @ 14:57:13

    Narf, I agree with you on the dream; I worked with mine for a long time and if you learn to tell which are guiding you and follow that, it becomes clearer and more specific. If you don’t act on them, they tend to fade away (‘oh, well, if you aren’t going to listen’ . . . ).

    Thanks for the compliment on the shawl. I often just ‘make’ stuff; this is one I’m really happy with. It wouldn’t win any prizes, ’cause where I added rows sideways on the ‘wings’ (doesn’t really show to most people, but a judge would spot it), they are not symmetrical or even. But it works and I really love it. Helps that it’s in my favourite colour, too; a dark forest/sage green. MMMmmmmmmmmmmmm

    I wouldn’t say ‘bartering’; I’d say ‘being neighbourly’. They can’t tax that!!

    As for music, I had a long dry spell, too. Lots of reasons. When YouTube first came out, someone showed it to me and totally turned me off. Stuff like ‘watch my dog do stupid things’ and ‘listen to me sing off-key’. Then a friend sent me a link to some music or other and OMG!!! I began looking up artists I hadn’t heard forEVER and not only found them, I found stuff they’d done that I’d never heard off (this is what happens when more than half your life is lived off the grid and most of the remainder is lived without tv or even radio). Well, that did it . . . and when I was out of work for that year, living alone in a small apt stuffed with my boxes of crafting materials, but not really enough space or light to work on much; well, then I started YTubing in earnest . . . I have a ton of links in my favourites list, although sometimes a video has been taken down and it takes me a while to find it again.

    I have an MP3 player, but listened to it on the bus and in malls or stores so much that I developed a mild case of tinnitis. So rarely use it now. I like most of what Mum likes, so at the house we listened to her tape collection quite a bit, but she wouldn’t like my stuff at all, so that’s mostly on hold for now. Later, I will need it, I know . . .

    My grandparents farmed with horses until probably the 40s (well, by then it was only grandpa); it’s not that long ago that we didn’t have or need most of the oil-based things we think we need now. If I win a lottery, one thing I will be buying is a team of Morgan horses, mares (and already bred to different stallions). They are ideal for riding, pulling and working. The only horse best suited to all three. I love them, but the older variety, not the new ones they are breeding ‘up’ to be more like a Tennessee Walker, all leg and show, but not so much go. I have a book about the traditional Morgans and I will stop here or you will all ‘unfollow’ me . . .LOL

    Narf, I want to say that I’m the same as you when it comes to long posts (and lots of other things, I’m finding out), so don’t quit; you know I will read them . . . and then write long, involved ones back. I find I have so much in common with rabid, you and your friends; what a delight to look you all up every day and then try to keep up . . .

    If I read the world clock right, I am 7 hours ahead of you, and a day behind . . . so that’s why I find you online when I’m up late . . . It’s 9:49 here now and the WC says it is 2:49 in Melbourne. Not sure about Tasmania. It doesn’t figure on the WC . . . 😛

    Photoshop is lots of fun, isn’t it? I have a few collages I did with it when I first had it. My computer and accessories are in boxes here; I use Mum’s machine, which has none of my programmes on it. But I bought one from Serif and once it was installed, I discovered that I now am allowed to download and use all the ‘starter’ programmes they have; so now I have a web design, photoshop, desktop publisher, etc. Not in the same class as my good stuff, but serviceable.

    I have to go check my own comments, so will stop here. But there’s a lot I might have said . . . oh, and I’m SO glad you got your rain. How about sending me some of your sunny warmth? or is it on the way? We had ANOTHER bunch of snow today, quite heavy at times, and more coming off and on through next weekend, or so they say . . . I have to go to the grocery store tomorrow am, so hope it is warmer than today. I quit wearing my winter coat some months ago; just an unlined summer one over a zip fleece jacket over long and short T layers; I don’t like the weight of my winter coat, even though I love it itself.

    Ok, off to my bit of blogland now. CUL8R!! ~ Linne


    • narf77
      Mar 17, 2013 @ 16:17:39

      Steve and I have a great time singing away to Youtube and the old stuff. He found lots of obscure music that he loved in the U.K. and you would be surprised at what you can find there (aside from the “My dog did… 😉 ). Consider your sun on the way 🙂


  7. brymnsons
    Mar 17, 2013 @ 20:20:25

    With dreams water is representative of your emotions. So that big wave was threatening to overwhelm and it involves feelings around the children. If you buy a simple dreams book it is amazing what your dreams are telling you. I bought one when I kept having a reoccuring dream and by keeping a diary of dreams, when you remember them, it is easy to start seeing a pattern. I have tried to get onto that other blog site but it is proving to be tricky. Could you post it on here and maybe I will get to it, thanks x. So glad that the rain came your way. We have had lots of rumbling and rain here.


    • narf77
      Mar 18, 2013 @ 04:05:22

      I wonder why you can’t get to that site? Here is the URL again 🙂
      I had a lot of tidal wave dreams as a child along with lots of werewolf, wolf, vampire, ghost and even killer whale dreams. The usual running away thing I guess ;). I don’t have a lot of nightmares now and rarely even remember what I dream. I sometimes have a sort of recurring dream that I am somewhere trying to do something (or find something) but I have to be somewhere else (usually work 😉 ) and I just can’t find/do what I am trying to find/do and end up being REALLY late for my appointment or job. I have that one a LOT. Sometimes I just can’t find the right clothes to wear and I think it might be something to do with organisation ;). We didn’t get any more rain but at least it was cooler and the garden was a bit happier :). It is the combination of dry and hot that was doing the most damage because by now, usually, Tassie is inundated with autumn rain.


  8. Littlesundog
    Mar 18, 2013 @ 13:45:49

    What a lovely read at the end of my chaotic day. I love the way you lull me into the world of Seredipity Farms, delighting me in every sense, leaving me refreshed and feeling whole again.

    I’m not sure the Midwest USA is half the wild world you live in. Your country seems wild, wooly and adventurous. Again, it’s a wonder and delight to read about your lives… fascinating really.

    I love music too. Although these days I’m often drawn to the music of the birds and wind. I love my time outdoors with nature and the wild things. I did enjoy Vika and Linda, I agree with Christiok that they are “gorgeous, sensual and cool”.

    Also, lovely photos again. It’s fascinating to see where another lives and observe the focal aspects of life there. A lazy, feral cat is always a welcome sight too! I love the humor throughout your blog posts! Great work Fran!


    • narf77
      Mar 18, 2013 @ 14:18:59

      Cheers for that lovely comment 🙂 We had just gotten some rain and its amazing what a bit of a change can do for your outlook and coupled with my reawakening with music I am on a bit of a cloud 9 at the moment :). Vika and Linda are really New Zealanders but they made it here in Australia so we call them our own :). Glad you are still enjoying the posts and sights of Serendipity Farm 🙂


  9. ChgoJohn
    Mar 18, 2013 @ 18:52:05

    As interesting as it is to hear others speak of their homeland, I, also, find it fascinating to hear their impressions of my own. Twice now in as many days days, I’ve read where the Midwest is considered a “hard” or rough and tumble kind of space. There’s no questioning, though, these photos you’ve shared. Each one depicts a fantastic and beautiful landscape. It’s easy to see why one would be proud to call it home.


    • narf77
      Mar 18, 2013 @ 20:20:56

      Thank you John :). Most of Australia is arid and we completely understand “hot” and “dry” conditions. I dare say what we understand of your country is very different to what you see and vis-versa. We don’t all wear cork hats, we don’t all say “Gidday” to everyone and most of us don’t bother with throwing “Shrimps” on the barbie ;). Cultural colloquialisms certainly make us more interesting 🙂


      • ChgoJohn
        Mar 18, 2013 @ 23:51:43

        i visited Oz in ’96, Sydney & Cairns, and I fully understand that seeing 2 cities is hardly “seeing Australia,” any more than seeing LA & Seattle is “seeing the States.” Certainly did have a wonderful visit, though, and was treated very kindly by all I met. I’d love to go back and spend more time there. I hear there’s this great spot, Serendipity Farm … 😉

      • narf77
        Mar 19, 2013 @ 03:56:24

        Lol! I am starting to think we are the prime holiday destination of the world ;). Tassie really is a lovely place though and it’s about the only economy that we have left here. Glad you got to see a bit of Aus, but you missed the very best bit…Western Australia ;). I come from there and it ranges from cool temperate down south (where I came from) to Perth where it is hotter (like Sydney), arid desert through to tropical, a most amazing state that is very underappreciated by tourists (probably a good thing 😉 )

  10. brymnsons
    Mar 18, 2013 @ 18:57:30

    Thanks the link worked x


  11. Sophie33
    Mar 19, 2013 @ 04:55:40

    What a lovely very long post! I loved reading it all! 🙂 You have some beautiful vieuws on your walks! The vieuws that you brother has in Denmark are also pretty cool & what a difference with the photoshop picture: it looked really like a painting! 🙂
    Tyat’s so cool that someone gives you tasty hazelnuts for free!


  12. Tobi Megchild
    Mar 19, 2013 @ 07:12:46

    Hello, for some reason I have been sent your last two comments as I normally am but, they have failed to appear on my blog, so responding to them isn’t as straightforward as usual. I was so glad to hear about what you call strata, I thought it was too good an idea for me to have entirely on my own. Secondly I’m not wincing at all at the thought of you putting tofu in place of halloumi in my latest recipe, I’m sure it will be delicious and we always need new vegan dishes. Happy cooking, Tôbi from The Vicar Died Laughing.


    • narf77
      Mar 19, 2013 @ 12:53:32

      Hi Tobi, no idea what has changed but I have had to swap over to a new RSS Feed Reader thanks to Google Reader going bust on July 1st so that might be what has happened? When I comment from now on I will go directly to your site using a browser rather than commenting from the feed reader (I wonder if it is affecting all of my comments to BlogSpot blogs?!). Methinks I have some detective work to do! :). Glad it didn’t make you twitch. I know some vegetarians are purists when it comes to all things cheesy. I adore cheese and would eat it to distraction but I figure (and the word “figure” is important here! 😉 ) that I would probably have to be featured on one of those “Worlds largest woman winched out of building” shows. As a true gourmand I can only say that my conversion to veganism was more to do with self preservation than that of animals. I am much healthier and wiser and the animals don’t have to die to keep my enormous appetite satisfied, I just eat lots of veggies now and voila! No problemo ;). I am messing about making tofu with additions and am most interested in trying Burmese tofu made from besan. Social media has really allowed cooks to shine all over the world and armed with Google Translate (please PLEASE they don’t remove THAT! 😉 ) I go hunting in the realms of what was previously indecipherable gibberish and which now is valuable new food fodder. Glad you could track me down to Serendipity Farm 🙂


  13. athursdayschild has a long way to go and much to be thankful for.
    Mar 20, 2013 @ 00:34:48

    Hi I have awarded you The Very Inspiring Blogger Award. For rules see my today’s blog post. You really deserve this award! 🙂


    • narf77
      Mar 20, 2013 @ 05:02:50

      Thank you SO much for my award :). I have been gifted a few awards in the past and I really appreciate people nominating me for them. I don’t actually display them on the blog but cherish each and every one for the thought that went into bestowing them on Serendipity Farm…You just made my day 🙂


  14. athursdayschild has a long way to go and much to be thankful for.
    Mar 20, 2013 @ 00:35:16

    Thanks for teaching me the smiley face.


    • narf77
      Mar 20, 2013 @ 05:04:51

      You are welcome…someone had to teach it to me! If you really want some fun I can teach you a heart, a penguin and even jaws the shark! 😉 I don’t use them but they appear in Facebook apparently. This is a good one… o_O it apparently means “crazy” and another one is 😀 for a BIG smile and this one 😛 is a sticking out tongue for when you are feeling bolshie 😉


  15. thinkingcowgirl
    Mar 23, 2013 @ 09:07:39

    It’s funny, I’ve got LOTS of Australian friends – made here while they were on their travels – I just seemed to relate to their sense of humour, honesty and feistiness – like you 😉 Only women though and gay men… het blokes all seemed…well, a bit blokey!! Haven’t made it there yet but would love to visit everyone.

    I listen to the Eurythmics repeatedly on car journeys, along with my gypsy groove cd which I looove so much. I think I might have been Hungarian in a former life. I didn’t grow up with a tradition of listening to music so it’s not the thing that immediately springs to mind, but when I hear a song I like it just blows me away, just like you say. It’s on my list to get it sorted – since we moved we haven’t even got speakers! It is definitely soul food – I like listening to classical stuff as well, amazing.

    I’ll look out for Seachange maybe we can get it here on Lovefilm, I love a good drama. 😉


    • narf77
      Mar 23, 2013 @ 10:37:08

      My daughter wishes that she was Hungarian…she has a “thing” for Bela Lugosi (yeh…I breed them weird 😉 ), but then again she and her sister (they live in our house in the city together) wanted to emmigrate to Canada last year and this year they are wearing, cooking and aspiring to all things Korean… who knows what their next craze will be! ;). The only happy memories I have of my childhood were of events infused with music so I guess music was associated with happiness from a very early age. Seachange is more than drama, its humour, pathos, its bloody perfect in every way! Forget Mary Poppins, its “Seachange” and its so Aussie it could frizzle shrimps without the ubiquitous barbie ;). I agree with you about the Aussie blokisms…that’s why I went to The Old Country to pick out my second husband…I had enough of “blokes” ;). Seriously though, if you could find Seachange it will fill your soul like jazz, like rachmaninoff, like Mozart, like Bach…like Wagner and Beethoven (just a small aside, doesn’t Beethoven look like Dylan Moran? 😉 ) and you won’t regret whatever you had to debauch yourself with to get hold of it 🙂 Have a fantastic weekend by the way and glad you “get” music like I do 🙂


      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 14:19:40

        I too married a son of the old country, although he is half German too. Mind you, being English doesn’t bode well for being less uncouth than the Australians I avoided. Put simply, a gentleman he is not. 😉

      • narf77
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 15:54:23

        Does Martin abhore taking showers? ;)…does he wear sandals with socks? Does he put his towel on the sunlounges the night before whenever you stay at an hotel with a pool? Steve has been here long enough to at least pretend to be an Aussie ;). Unless he opens his “Marf” no-one would ever know he wasn’t a good Aussie bloke 😉

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 15:57:42

        No, yes and no. I’m ashamed to have to admit that yes but he has done a few times. I think the threats made at the time were taken seriously. They involved words like alone and dead body from memory. 😉
        Martins pretty Aussie now in the good ways and not too much in other ways (thank the gods) and he’s more than a little German in his thought processes too. Precision engineering and all that. Wot wot. 😉

      • narf77
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 16:02:49

        I wonder if that is why I am a bit process oriented and don’t like bampf? My maiden name is Stahl, German extracted and I have that lovely German bone structure (read heiffer) to boot. My first husband was of Danish decent and my kids all look decidedly European with fair skin, blue eyes and Viking temperments ;). Glad he doesn’t hog the pool (because I do! ROTFL! 😉 )

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 16:07:41

        We have Heider in the family and Martin is a Zohr. My best friend in primary school and still a good friend was a Stahlberg. Ve all have ze German blood it seems. I look vey German. When I’m skinny I’ve got the high cheekbones and all 3 of our kids are blonde and the boys are blue eyed (I’m blonde and blue eyed) whereas Allegra has Daddy’s green eyes. The German blood is definitely here. I too love processes and kinda get a bit OCD about following them. Not so good at change. Martin however theirs on change but is very analytical in his thinking. I’m the one with dandelion fluff thoughts that change direction more often than pac man. In essence, I’m the dreamer and he’s the doer.

      • narf77
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 16:18:37

        That’s probably why we understand each other… we all share an Old Country that makes us analytical and that gives us an urge to strive to achieve (just poached that from my old school motto 😉 ). I have sledgehammer ideas that poor Steve just goes along with now even if he thinks they are a TERRIBLE idea ;). I HATE change. Bezial and I are under the bed at the first sign of it…I love my pathways worn and my processes intrenched. Steve loves change and thinks on his feet (the exact opposite of me) and I am always left protesting while he is speeding off somewhere. Is it raining in Ballan today? We have Brunhilda on and I have done SO MUCH I am positively beaming with productivity :). I am just loading pictures into my post and then I can trawl my Rss Feed reader all night (till 7 when I fall asleep at the desk) and then I can get up and do it all over again for Sunday…pure unmitigated BLISS 🙂

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 16:25:17

        Nary a drop unfortunately and not cold enough for Ignisa either. I too have achieved heaps today. 50kgs tomatoes processed since 3:30 pm yesterday. Bed at 3:30am n back to it by 8:45 this morning. I’ve got 38 jars of diced tomatoes (900-1000ml each), 8 small jars of crushed tomatoes (600ml each), 3 small jars tomato paste (350ml each) which packs 3kg of concentrated tomatoes there and 5 pint “dead ‘orse” tomato sauce (ketchup for our overseas friends and hubbies), just made coconut flour and about to make sticky date puddings for dessert at a friends tonight. Phew!

      • narf77
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 16:48:00

        You will be asleep in your pudding bowl by 7pm ;). I love to see someone getting stuck into preserving. Next year I will attempt to get enough jars to preserve heaps but this year it’s frozen or dried. I will keep my eye open on Gumtree for a fowlers Vacola preserving kit. Just got an email about all kinds of weird and wonderful beans and grains that a local nursery is just about to stock. They have been growing them with a grower in the state including quinoa, chia, lots of beans (that I can’t remember the name of off the top of my head) and heaps of ancient grains so it might be interesting next time we go in there :). Have a great evening and whatever you do, don’t fall asleep and drown in your soup! 😉

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 17:26:50

        The beans and seeds sound fascinating So make sure you report! Def keep an eye out for an FV kit and hit up op shops for bottles.
        No soup but drowning in sticky date pudding and mixed berry sorbet would be a hell of a way to go hey. 😉

      • narf77
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 17:31:15

        Poor Martin wouldn’t know whether to rescue you or leave you there! 😉 I agree…what a way to go! 😉 I can eat sorbet by the way (so long as it hasn’t got egg white in it) and if the bloody possums had left my chocolate mint alone it was earmarked for just such an auspicious ending … I posted my blog post before 5 and have a new follower thanks to my all picture post… read “future sleeper” 😉

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 23, 2013 @ 21:35:11

        Usually this one has egg white but can be substituted with coconut cream. Pineapple fruity dream sorbet tastes like piña colada. Nom!

      • narf77
        Mar 24, 2013 @ 03:37:11

        Do you add rum? If so, its MINE! 😉

      • rabidlittlehippy
        Mar 24, 2013 @ 07:10:37

        You can drink the rum separate so then I can enjoy the sorbet with you. 😉 Shall I bring Hermy when I come to visit? 😉

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