My neighbour John is an amazing gardener and he has been sharing his produce with us lately. I can’t tell you how lucky we feel because in all seriousness his mandarins are THE BEST mandarins I have ever tasted.
He left a bag at our front door 5 weeks ago. Then oranges. Then blood oranges (which Scarlett 💕s). Then a box of persimmons which we ate on our muesli for 2 weeks, then more oranges and now another bag of mandarins!
Nice neighbours are the best aren’t they?
The 3km walk around the block at Mezzy’s takes about 2 hours in sour grass season. Even in the rain!
Because you have to keep stopping to pick the sour grass.
I took Charley for a walk on Monday morning. We meandered through the local streets at 7am … The local streets scattered with interesting piles of hard rubbish. Such a glorious dog walking morning!
At 7.21am I’d been around the block and up and down a few streets, poked my head into some courts etc. and was nearly home, and thought to myself, maybe I can fit in one more street? It’ll be okay to get home by 7.30am.
Woof! said Charley (not really, I’m just trying to include her in the story a bit more).
So we headed down Wendy’s street. And Charley and I found …. Dunadada … A Webber Q.
I know. Every girl and her cute little dog’s dream right?
I can tell you I was excited. I GRABBED IT! And luckily I was right next to Wendy’s. So I rang her doorbell at that ungodly hour … And left it on her porch to collect later. Lucky she’s used to my hoarding ways.
And Charley and I skipped all the way home.