It's been a time of great harvest, probably the best fruit season for a decade. All this food is free from a combination of street trees, neighbours and or our own garden.
It has been a time of writing, bringing our book together for a looming deadline.
A time of getting to know Maarten and Marlies and share skills in the garden as they spend a fortnight with us.
A time of preserving, stewing, fermenting and drying,
A time of making bread.
A time of making plum wine.
A time to work together.
A time to shovel shit. Thanks Mara!
A time to pull weeds. Thanks Ayumi, Maarten and Batiste!
A time to observe those more-than-human.
And a time to be photographed by Jay Town and written about by Rebekah Cavanagh.
Our first month home has been quite a time of adjustment. Although we are loving being back in our climate zone and among our community and all the free food of summer, we still miss life on the road. There is nothing quite like waking each morning and having nothing to think about except the day ahead.