Month / October 2015
Halloween is so not a thing in this Great Southern Land. I remember, when I was younger, my friends and I putting on some kind of animal ears and maybe a tail and trying our luck on the streets. (And I say younger, but if I am being completely honest… I was fourteen). We ended up with an apple and a lot of confused looks. I remember, a few years later, going to Halloween parties where people ever so half-heartedly “dressed up” and it was really just a excuse for everyone to drink vodka cruisers whilst adorned in novelty head bands. And then a few years after that, I went to Canada. I arrived in the middle of November, just two weeks after Halloween. And I remember my excitement on my first walk around the suburban neighbourhood I was staying in, when I spotted the classic, bright orange carved pumpkins still dotted about on porches and driveways. And then getting home to the family who were generously hosting me and seeing the remainders of the stash of candy the kids had bagged two weeks before (the Australian lollies I had brought them seemed a little superfluous…) So it was a real thing after all! People did get into it, kids did get bags of treats, people did carve pumpkins!October 30, 2015
Imagine this sentence is an apple magnet with a chunk bitten out of it, scrawled jauntily with a hilarious pun like ‘wish you were here, but isle save you a bite!’ (Don’t judge me… I just woke up).
Yes, you guessed it, we are in Tasmania! It is beautiful and lovely and even the weather is warm but today I am not going to talk about Tasmania, I am going to talk about seeds. And it is kind of appropriate that I am talking about seeds, specifically saving seeds, from Hobart because this is an island that draws in all the hippies, as my magnet up there would draw in all the touring Nannas.October 10, 2015