via: Miriam Brügmann (first spotted in the Frankie newsletter)
On the topic of plants, it's that time of year where I need to pull out all of my annuals, refresh my potting mix and generally clean up the garden as it looks like a crazy cat lady's conservatory. Some green tufts of cat grass and a lot of dead stuff. I thought it might be a good idea to plan the garden a little more this year, and prepare it for spring (it'll take me that long to sort it out in spare moments during the next few months). It may be a little ambitious for my welding skills but the idea of a vertical garden like this is super appealing to me right now. I love how simple the structure is and how many herbs I can plant in a small space (i.e. the 1 metre section of my garden that has full sun)
I clearly have a problem with Eva Franco. A 'love' problem. I always talk myself out of it, but then she pops up when I least expect her to.
Growing up in my household, Friday nights were takeaway night. For my parents, they still are, usually a Chinese feast with Wonton Soup and King Prawns (an Australian touch). When I was a kid, it was usually fish and chips (for me, 2 potato scallops and some chips (fries!) with tomato sauce) Now that I'm in charge, I have takeaway night whenever I feel like it, though it's not usually as regular as once a week. Tonight, though, it's Pancakes on the Rocks night. A once a year treat. No special reason, it was C's brother's idea. So here's a Friday night treat for you:
via: Love and Lemons
via: Yours Truly, xThere's been a lot of thoughts swirling through my mind this week, I feel like there are some big changes on my horizon, which I will talk about in due course. Japan was a nice break from reality, and I feel refreshed and ready to take action and control. I really related to this post on Yours Truly, about courage.
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