Mango trees and a squawking corella
The prospect of new friendship with the kind Karen
And Sunday pancakes with home grown mango ice cream!!
I cherish this ritual of pancakes on most Sundays, it’s a slow morning’s work and definately
disappears quickly! At home we set the table with vintage linens, napkins Lily sewed for us
and nice crockery and create this special atmosphere…
it is usually a delightful time of togetherness, story telling and planning.
Sunday is a great morning to visit us!
as soon as I get out the flour bag and the big bowl Cedar knows what is going on
and gets ready to stir for mama
This was our first pancake day on this trip as I’d felt too stretched to go beyond porridge last week…
This last Sunday we were invited to the home of Karen and her children, whom we had serendipitously met on the
Saturday at Rockhampton Botanic Gardens.
It is always a joy for me to connect with people who invite us to their homes
and give us a glimpse of other ways of living.
I am so grateful for their generous spontaneity
(and luxury of a hot shower)
The mutual exchange and inspiration usually leaves both parties refreshed.
Karen really inspired me with her passion for good wholesome eating, self sufficiency,
sprouting, green smoothies and home schooling.
I have stepped up my game this last week and included green smoothies into my mornings.
In honesty I need to refine the taste!
Am blessed with a great bootfull of coconuts now so that helps!
When we visit others
I enjoy the closeness of walls and the convenience of water on tap, furniture and ease of space,
socializing and stimulation, bookshelves and instruments
and then I love going out to my cosy home in their garden and seeing the stars
and each night I remember how much I love this life
how much I appreciate the simplicity of our days.
The gift of the night sky moves me and I feel connected to the greater…
Do you have a family or personal weekly ritual with the intent of connecting with each other/self?
1 cup flour per 3 people (I use unbleached white spelt flour from Kombu)
¾ c milk (I like Cleopatra’s Bath milk)
Pop your flour into a wide bowl and make a well,
Crack in your egg and blend with a fork, slowly allow the flour to be picked up by
Your egg mix
Slowly pour in your milk until you get a thick runny mixture (adjust milk as needed)
(you probably already know all this but there you go!)
I have a little cast iron pan in which I cook the pancakes in a little olive oil one at a time, a slow meditation for Sunday morns…
Yum, decorate with all the yummies you can find…