This week I had the pleasure of a short holiday in gorgeous Tasmania. On Thursday I took the opportunity to drive through the rural regions north of Hobart where I happened upon Callington Mill in the town of Oatlands. This mill is the oldest working mill of its kind in the southern hemisphere. You can even purchase flour milled on site! Read more about Callington Mill here.
Today I went searching for a blank greeting card to send to a friend; she needed some cheering up and there’s nothing cheerier than receiving an unexpected letter in the post. I found two beautiful cards that led me to the lovely Lalaland website. They market and sell all kinds of pretty goodies, from stationary to scarves and plates. On the back of each card was a link to the artist’s website, and even more lovely images.
This card is by an artist called Art and Ghosts. You can see more of her work and musings at her blog here.
This card is by Lisa Falzon. More information about her and her artwork can be found here.
n. grass or other green fodder that is compacted and stored in airtight conditions, without first being dried, and used as animal feed in the winter.
An ode to darioles
that are sold
with Clarins filled pores
lined with suet and flour
filled with meat
steam 1 hour
bake til gold
I love my dariole moulds… can you tell? I first bought them to make a Lamb Shank Pudding recipe from August 2012 issue of ABC delicious magazine. Now I use them not only for savoury puddings but for individual sweet steamed puddings and as a mould for presenting fancy mounds of rice and couscous.
Those crazy kids at NASA are at it again:
And in case you want to see the original:
Everyone knows that kissing the Blarney Stone bestows the gift of eloquent speech. Not quite sure where I went wrong there. Apart from pressing your lips against a rock that thousands of lips have smacked before you, the best thing about Blarney Castle is the beautiful grounds it’s situated upon. The grounds include this small cottage, a garden of poisonous plants, fields of wildflowers, fields of planted flowers, caves, creeks and manicured lawns.
It’s been a couple of weeks since I wrote anything substantial on this blog, but my lack of writing has been made up for by an overdose of reading. Actually, I don’t think you can overdose on reading. The book I finished last week was called Bellman and Black. It was written by a British author named Diane Setterfield. She has written another novel called The Thirteenth Tale that I have yet to read.
Bellman and Black is very dark and gothic in nature and the tale it tells is one of disquiet, fear and of obsession; or at least of obsessive compulsive behaviour. The main character of the story is William Bellman. The story follows his upbringing, career and family life, and of how an event in his childhood seemingly brings him misfortune until he makes a deal with a mysterious partner, or at least he believes that’s what has taken place. Early on we are introduced to Bellman’s obsessiveness with details, – each of his business endeavours becoming successful as he checks off endless lists of requirements. I think it is the constant listing of what Bellman thought of, selected, bought or had made etc that made me feel kind of tired while reading this book. It felt as though I was reading an inventory or business plan. By the second or third new expansion or endeavour he undertook, you knew he’d be getting to grips with the details … so do we need to be told exactly what he bought, who he employed and so forth, especially when these particulars had little impact on the narrative. Yep, he’s OCD, we get it.
I also felt as though the story wasn’t tied together well enough. I don’t mind a work of fiction being open-ended, but for mine the ending didn’t really explain what happened during the rest of the story – were all of his misfortunes just coincidence? How did the rook’s final actions relate in any way to the other misfortunes that befell Bellman? Were those misfortunes simply revenge and if so what made the rook wait to get what he ultimately would have taken anyway?
All in all while I did find Bellman and Black entertaining to read, I felt somewhat unsatisfied at the end. I might put it away and have a second reading sometime in the future – I might get something I missed on a second inspection.
adj. occurring or existing before a particular war; especially the US Civil War.