Coddled Eggs

Coddled Eggs

Tuesday, 3 October 2017

                       The nutty vampire


So what's that all about you may ask.?

Our poor walnut tree began to bleed when a branch was lopped off (at the wrong time of the season).
Whilst I googled a remedy to stem the bleed I discovered walnut tree's are great to tap (albeit at the correct time of year) when they are dormant and not like now (Spring) when the sap is rising.

 What was so interesting to read and of great value to me ...you can make walnut syrup just as you do maple syrup.

I popped a pot under the tree and collected just over 1 litre of walnut tree blood (sap).

I found instructions and a recipe on this blog www.ourtinyhomestead.com/walnut-syrup.html
and set to to make the syrup.




Just over a litre  in one day.  I transferred the liquid  from this big stock pot to a smaller pot.

Boiled it for about an hour to reduce to maybe a tablespoon full.




Was it worth it  , making the syrup you ask??? Heck yeah.
So yummy.

SORRY TREE.

I do love our old walnut tree..
Several years ago  and late at night the man of the house walked me round it . He held my hand and asked me if I felt the warmth coming from the tree. I did feel it. A real warmth that came in waves that I can only liken  to walking in a cold corridor as someone opens a door from a warm room and  closes it .  The feeling of warmth is fleeting but it is there.


When I feel sad I go walk under the tree . I tell it I am grateful for it's fruit and it's shade in the summer . I am grateful for it's warm energy when the sun sets and  am so thankful the old tree survives.


I admire the old tree, she's 80 years old or there abouts.
Our postman (whom once lived on the land we have our home on ) said it was planted the day he started school. It was probably about 5 years old too when planted.



Poor old Mrs Walnut she nearly died a couple of years ago, the arborist held little hope. Dry rot had set in but the ever handy man of the house gouged out the rot and filled the great holes with cement.
To this day she lives.






......I am sorry tree I lopped your branch ....

Hippocrates said "Healing is a matter of time, but it's sometimes a matter of opportunity."
Well I certainly took the opportunity before our tree healed to make something good of her blood.
Again I thank you ...
PS I've missed this place in cyber land..It has been a year since I last wrote...The black clouds are moving .
Have a fabulous week .




Tuesday, 13 December 2016

                            Cup and saucer posy's

Yet again that old man time creeps up ...yes....  time to have my lovely friends visit.
Some of the delightful residents from Elmslie House come by the garden  and this time I decided to pick up some cups and saucers from the local recycle center to make cup and saucer posy's with them.

I selected the flowers and cut them ready ,cut up the oasis and popped a piece in each cup then filled each cup with water.The ladies got to, quick smart with big smiles lots of laughter and nimble florist fingers.

What a delightful way to spend a Summer day.

Thank goodness the Spring was late this year ...so many blooms ready.


You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.
 Walter Hagen

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. 
Theodore Roethke







I just love ladies mantle .My first plant was given to me by Olive Dunn a dear dear wee friend  ....Look at this wonderful blog page .I love the herbalist blogspot
http://herbalisl.blogspot.co.nz/2009/10/ladys-mantle-green-alchemist.html 








Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. 
Walt Whitman
this was my favourite one 



Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. Luther Burbank
This lovely lady even sang for me 

How happy everyone was 

Some think love can be measured by the amount of butterflies in their tummy. Others think love can be measured in bunches of flowers, or by using the words 'for ever.' But love can only truly be measured by actions. It can be a small thing, such as peeling an orange for a person you love because you know they don't like doing it. 
Marian Keyes
How lucky am I to have these very special people in my life 

Back at Elmslie House what a pretty show.

Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air. 
Georges Bernanos

Friday, 25 November 2016


Lots to tell you all...

It seems like forever since I have managed to sit down and update my blog.
As some of you will know we have been on a three week adventure to Vietnam...It was an amazing time ..We traveled from the bottom to the top and tried to experience as much as we could.
I have uploaded some photo's from Facebook so apologies if I am repeating myself.
I really just wanted to post the photo's 























Tuesday, 22 November 2016

            Spring Glorious Spring

Hidden in the espaliered pear is a little family. I have been watching as Mummy Starling flits in and out .
No babies hatched yet but will keep you posted. It is so late in the season in 5 days it will be Summer.The Amorphohallus konjac or Pooh flower as we call it has still not flowered 5 weeks late in fact and we are still getting the wonderful Spring rains. 










Sorry I have been away so long ......