Cool Mango Lassi

Cool Mango Lassi

 When the weather is warm, day after day, and there’s no time for a swim because high tide falls in the middle of the day, then the next best thing is to make a cool mango lassi.First take a ripe mango, and make it smile.  Then chop pieces into a...
A bare-footed walk

A bare-footed walk

 It’s going to be a scorcher again. I’ve headed out to the west coast, and am hoping I’ve set out early enough to miss the heat of the day. Come with me, take off your shoes, and let’s walk the coastal track. It begins through grazed land....
Swim, swim, swim . . .

Swim, swim, swim . . .

 Afternoon tide all week, and I haven’t been able to resist the sea. This little beach is just five minutes walk away, and it’s well used. The locals start tripping down the steps as high tide approaches, all ready to go. Some bring something to float...
Two buckets better than one

Two buckets better than one

 The golden summer continues. While clouds drifted through my weekend at the bach, nothing but a fine drizzle eventuated.  And so, carrying water up the steps to the garden continues. This time, I brought my new bucket, so that I could carry more water with...
Chinese New Year

Chinese New Year

 We’ve just passed Chinese New Year. In Hong Kong, where my book is being printed, the celebrations last all week and the printing press closes down. I like to imagine that the ink is drying on the printed insides of the books right now. My Tai Chi teacher,...
Water

Water

 Water is the main thing on my mind in this dry summer. Will the bach garden be OK! I didn’t get out there last weekend and so it’s been two weeks since I’ve been able to carry my buckets-full of water up to the garden.I was greeted with a...
First Fruits celebration

First Fruits celebration

 First Fruits is a special celebration, for it’s about appreciating the first produce of the season. Also known as Lugnasad by the Celts, or Lammas in the Christian tradition, it lies half-way between Summer Solstice and Autumn Equinox. A Maori saying for...
Ironballs & swimming in the cocoon

Ironballs & swimming in the cocoon

In the perfect summer weather of the long weekend, the sun was up, melting the hill, while the bach was still sleeping in the shade.It’s always special when the family comes to share the bach with me. The little one says she loves it, because ‘I can swim...