{this moment}
a friday ritual
a super special moment from my week
i want to cherish and share with you!
i hope you had heaps of sweet simple moments in your days
leave a link in the comments if you want to share
**
when you where small
did you have somewhere equally small and sheltered
to play out life, imagine, create, tinker, have teaparties, or disappear?
in the last days Cedar and I have been working on his place
it’s been so sweet, delightful and cherishable {is that a real real word?}
we are both pretty happy when there is good work to be done
i thought this outdoor working together would suit us as a mama and toddler team
and it’s gratifying to see it really does
when there’s digging, lifting, mulching, weeding, watering or lugging to be done
we are slow but we are happy in the task together
it’s a simple place this boy of mine has now
tucked in the deep shade of a bottletop lemonade tree
{delicious sweet lemon with a bulbous bottle like shape}
a bit of raking
a bit of pruning
a bit of mulching
a little hauling of stumps
a little plank balancing shelving
a golden enamel teapot
some tiny teacups
free access to water
some linen {mama of course}
a wee bottle of flowers
and some guests {leopards}
a little content man
in turns, we where graciously invited in for tea…
thankyou sweet little one for reminding me to stop and play
and bringing the simple gladness of being together
and evoking memories of my own small years
***
Bircher Muesli Recipe and story

when i was a small girl
we lived in the West Australian wheatbelt
summer days frequently kissing blue skies and 40~celcius
after school the seemingly endless burnt orange gravel drive
shimmered and baked me
chasing after bigger faster sisters on bicycles
anxious in the hot vast expanse of golden crisped paddocks
i don’t remember a single tree on that km stretch to the house paddock
was there shade along the way?
and then i was there
pushing through the small side gate
often teary often late
there was our sturdy brick home with deep shaded verandahs
and my calm mama waiting in the cool dim kitchen with
hugs cheerfulness and
bircher muesli
sweet tart chilled textured cooling surprising delicious
was it so tasty because it was made with genuine swiss hands
and the apple grated with an authentic swiss bircher grater {so i call it}
what secret ingredient did you infuse this refreshing meal with mama?
mine never meets the reputation of my memory
so here i am now
on a meltingly hot day
waiting for my little to come dancing into home again after a long week
and i make bircher muesli
and think of cool kitchens and dark, even cooler pantries
{where i used to sneak crunches of dried pasta or other goods and lat on the cold floor
or draw on the back of door chalkboard}
now i think of
mama love
growing up
sour apples and yoghurt
i am blessed to be using yoghurt from the cows milk provided by yonder dexters
which forms a coveted cream top
thankyou to C for making it
there is an abundance of Bircher Muesli recipes out there in the world
i wouldn’t say mine is traditional as my bircher grater is still in storage and i chopped the apple instead…
you know i’m kidding right?
so I won’t do more than list the ingredients i used this particular time
2 handfuls organic unstabilised rolled oats
2 oranges squeezed over oats fresh from orchard
2 cups natural yoghurt from neighbours cows
1 handful dessicated coconut
2 tablespoons unhulled tahini
2 tablespoons maple syrup
2 tablespoons sesame seeds
1 small handful raisins
1 handful chopped almonds
1 tspn cinnamon powder
1 green apple from farmers market
1 green pear
1 banana from big market
1 handful blueberries
1 handful wild rasberries picked by a neighbour
mix and refridgerate
be inventive be flexible use what you have
the idea is softened oats yoghurt and fruit
i tend to soak the dry goods in the orange juice for a while before i add the yoghurt and fruit section
some people soak the oats overnight in the fruit juice til morn
for me that becomes a super digestible breakfast but kind of slimy and sticky, what do you think?
i forgot to add chia seeds, that might be nice
my mama used to put in stone fruits and grapes in later summer
and i hear tell she used some condensed milk to sweeten it…
is that true? did i forget any other special ingredient mamala?
how do you make this dish?
what would you add?
what was waiting for you when you got home on hot days?
what do you make for your kidlets now?
**peace be with you and your bellies**
dressing up is a big part of play in our household
and also from my childhood a beloved play
actually we used to make plays with the five of us girls…
that’s another story another time…
my sisters you’ll all be grinning now probably…
anyway anyway
Lily has started introducing Cedar to the idea
i love witnessing this sibling play
the helping, excitement, ideas, role play, seriousness, clumsy little feet in big gowns, cooperation, adaption, happiness, silliness
the fact that Lily is enraptured and deeply involved with the characters
and Cedar really just carries on life but with a costume on
and follows his sisi in her play
or gets on with what he was doing
and then they where ready for a formal old fashioned sibling portrait session…
fun for them, fun for me, fun for all, fun for you?
my costumes are still packed up but i love to join in too
how about you?
do you allow other inner characters to come out through how you dress?
are you comfortable with cross gender dressing in your children?
have you worn dress ups all day and even into town on an everyday trip? {i did, dressed as Madonna, the goddess not the singer, thanks to Lily’s encouragement}
do you ever allow your children or someone else to choose what you wear?
~Lily wears a vintage chiffon party frock with a vintage crotcheted bed jacket waist frill and numerous under skirts
~Cedar wears Lily’s corduroy floral frock from Oma with numerous frilly puffy underskirts
look at that, he has the hang of hoisting up his hem out of the dirt already…
Waking up to…
Heidi and Peter bringing in the goats for milking
{we have only just finished devouring Heidi by Johanna Spyri these last days, now look at our new reality!}
an enjoyable chore surprisingly!
I am nowhere near as dexterous as these young ones on the milking front…
I had always thought I detested goat’s milk, but here… yum, so sweet and mild





throughout the day i listen for the tinkle of the bell in the orchard and enjoy watching these nimble girls scamper about, balance up trees to peg down tasty leaves or frolic about in that particular goaty fashion.
I am enjoying the developing relationship with these curious, opportunistic, character filled creatures and am deeply grateful for their delicious milk and subsequent cheeses which our kind friend makes! Yum
something to love on the farm…
Crafting glimpses
A gallery of crafting moments from my WA visit
centred on wool craft
I got my sister started on her felting journey
it was delightful to share some of my skills
we made her baby a playmat and some funny mutant animals
like the wombat sheep
inspired by the book
I made Cedar a playmat with roads on it for this wheel obsessed boy
a success and great for travelling
meanwhile other children getting soapy
and happy making colored balls
{a great place to start wet felting for yourself and kids}
and having nests made for small toys
on lemons this time
children weaving on braiding discs
and needle felting dolls and butterflies
and little fingers doing fine embroidery
and turning it into pincushions
and little animals cut out of fabric and made into 3d toys
and more
and sewing and having a sister for guidance and support just like when we where younger
and more
and knitting like crazy and discovering the ease and fun and singing
with the windy wool thing {umbrella swift and winder}
which takes your big skein and makes wonderful neat balls
I honestly could not figure out how Godmother wound such neat balls by hand!
der…
and this moment which cracks me up because i am so happy with this funny gadget
and have a vine wrapped around my head and giant mongolian slippers on
and I’ve just been singing with my four year old niece while she winds the winder
and looks up at me with fun in her eyes
thankyou mama for bringing me up in a crafty home
now i can make my own crafty home
**
Glimpses of Outdoors
a gallery of outdoor moments from my visit to my family in Western Australia
outside I love
the wind
and how I almost fly
I am enlivened and refreshed
by breeze from distant seas
rustling leaves and whispering trees
or thrashing branches and lashing stances
outside the space surrenders me
and my smalls are free
running flopping
stomping rolling
watching witnessing
finding
hiding
grace of equine gallops
echoed in shorter limbs
husky love song of long grass
shimmering godly sunsets
moon rise so graceful and silent
birdsong twittering or raucous
all makes me quieter within in wonder
attentive I am to
sky song
star song
goose song
garden song
planting song
digging song
children song
flower song
harvest song
my song
earth song
calling beckoning drawing out into
the springtime song
a great cacophony of lifes vital forces emerging
infectious energy and creativity
cousins make fairy homes in the grevillea
while plants stretch new leaves at the sun
and buds open to the breeze
sometimes transition is not easy for me
in birthing or in life
i can feel lost overwhelmed and unsure I can accomplish the task at hand
can i meet what is coming towards me
the immensity of change
in a breath i am very casual about it all
and sometimes it seems i will breeze through it cheerfully and singing
{this time i will apply all precious knowledge and it will be cake}
and in the next breath i am swamped
by emotions anxiety confusion fear
and helplessness may pop up to join the tea party
this lifestyle i embrace and choose wholeheartedly
has one major difficulty
which is presently with me
transition
finding my centre amidst the change of circumstance.
we are having a pause of some months from being on the road
and i am excited to nest and craft and garden and socialise and sing
and be part of our community
but
first i have to get back from my trip west
and then reintergrate family as we reunite with papa after a month apart
and then arrive in Bellingen
and get used to being parked up in the gloriousness of our friends property
and get into the rhythm of school and lunchboxes and bus stops
and get myself reintergrated and adapted to this next chapter
i think i am contracting inwards
and it hurts abit
i feel better when i go for a walk or a swim in the pristine clear Bellinger river
or when i load up the wheelbarrow and do numerous loads of shifting garden debris
or when i am held in my loves embrace
in moments i think i am really here
and then poof
i am not
this transition takes time
one week is not enough to get my head around it
and rediscover who i am and how i interact here now
i feel more ungrounded this moment than when i am actually in motion traveling
somewhere inside i trust i will come in and feel at ease
and centered and present again
somewhere i know the reality of jetlag
and climate shift
and daylight savings
and external influences
and somewhere i know its moving house again
we all know how incredibly trying that task is
once i wrote traveling is like mini moving house every day
yep
and i love it
once i had spilled all my tumultuous anxiety about this phase to a friend she asked
why do you do it to yourself?
i said
i love it
i love the adventure
the stimulation
the expansion
the freedom
the nature
the change
the time together
the discoveries
it’s worth it.
once someone wise taught me a game to play at stressful times where
i imagine myself into the future
i am asking myself
“so Roselinde, how did you cope with that challenging time?”
and often the qualities i need to embrace are revealed to me
“well, i made sure i ate and slept well, i reminded myself it’s a temporary situation, i tried to maintain my humour, going for walks,
i asked for help and kept on deep breathing and i used my flower essences”
it is so so pretty here in the valley in spring
the beauty of nature helps
how do you help yourself get through challenging phases?
what helps you transition?
when do you feel centred?