it is raining and the wind is strong
leeches busy themselves attaching to us whenever we leave the verandah.
inside it is snug
bec has made Feijoa jam
in case you didn’t know it is a type of guava
with a soft swelling of the belly and a spring baby to look forward to she has come home
and wants to garden.
she found a man in south america liked him so much that they married.
it is no wonder
her older sister came home with her hubby and baby when he was 10 months old.
precedent set and why not ?
it is a beautiful place to be and we all happen to like each other?
is that so odd?
in some circles it is not the done thing.
I moved countries and never gave a thought to returning to the parental home
but that was then and this is now.
we are making another world possible
for all of us
and the commitment is strong.
her room in the tower is finished and looks beautiful with a window added on the southern side to allow a view into the forest and onto the vege garden.
presently they climb a ladder to get there.
the men are working to build stairs which is a huge thing and the graph paper and pencil come out time and time again to get things right before they cut, before they make the mark.
already bec has found a wild patch of comfrey apple mint yarrow that she wants to turn into a herb garden
with judicious fencing.
this is the learning for us that we cannot expect to have food without fencing
hard as we find this notion in our love of wild and freedom for freedoms sake.
thank goodness the young ones are turning up with their notions and ways
and we can sit back a little
cuppa in hand
and say dear that sounds great.