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Lots of Love

Lots of love in this engagement shoot.

Very gorgeous couple, and very eager to try to achieve this photo collage. I had suggested it and they had a much better plan than I did because with very little thinking time and no practice they jumped right into it and I just had to keep up snapping  🙂

If I had to instruct them I think I might have gotten myself confused with all the arms and hands and right and left ….

It was great shoot, lots of laughter, and very relaxed. Loved it 🙂



About Christmas

“The approach of Christmas brings harassment and dread to many excellent people,” writes Mark Twain in ‘Following the Equator’,  “They have to buy a cart-load of presents, and they never know what to buy to hit the various tastes; they put in three weeks of hard and anxious work, and when Christmas morning comes they are so dissatisfied with the result, and so disappointed that they want to sit down and cry. Then they give thanks that Christmas comes but once a year.”

Times have changed a bit since he wrote this non-fiction travelogue in 1897, but – as with a great deal of other things – his observation is largely as spot-on today as it was in his time.

Mind you, I wonder what he would say about online shopping and last-minute craze on December, 24th, about the exchange frenzy in shops straight after Christmas and the Boxing Day Sales. Very few people bother writing cards or letters at Christmas any more. Even less seem to do any baking or special cooking preparations that needs to take place weeks and days before. So I do really wonder why we seem to have less time and more chaos than ever before in the weeks leading up to this one day of the year.

Well, I am generally a organized person, and with our families and many friends largely on the other side of the world I don’t have a choice but being done with presents relatively early, so they can go on their postal trip around the globe. Our family Christmas card is usually done early in October, for the same reason. Being summer in Australia, and us only a small family, there is not much going on with endless hours in the kitchen, and large dinners and Christmas Day lunches, so I’m off the hook for that, too.

Yet, the last two weeks leading up to Christmas seem to go a bit more mad every year. I have odd relapses in my organization, I seem to forget a lot, run around a lot, am a little breathless and frantic.

Nevertheless, I didn’t sit down on Christmas morning and cry, so I suppose that’s a good thing.

And the last week was spent in calm and happiness with lots of laughter and love. I hope your Christmas was spent the same way, don’t forget to laugh a lot, especially about yourself 🙂


Find your inner Nanna

Spring has sprung. On the news they tell us to expect higher than average temperatures and less rain. It hasn’t rained in a few weeks already, our rainwater tank is empty and the garden is very dry. The higher than average temperatures are definitely true for this week, we are already hitting 27 degrees Celsius (sorry if you’re doing Fahrenheit, I’ve never quite gotten the hang of the conversions, 1 degree Celsius is 30something comma whatever it was Fahrenheit), in any case: too warm for this time of year.

We do dinner together on most days of the week, and I make an effort of producing a cake, a slice, some bikkies or chocolate mousse at least once a week. Totally depending on my time and fancy – and special requests from my hungry family 🙂 – but also depending on weather.

Summers are long in Australia and, surprising as it may be, eventually we get fed up with ice creams, or any of the fancy slices or quick bake cakes that don’t need a 180 degree (Celsius, again …) oven for an hour. Now when I heard it’s going to be hot way earlier than it should be I got that inner Nanna urge …. I rumaged through my recipe collection to make the most of the last few ‘cooler’ days before it’s just getting too hot in the house to be bothered with being anywhere near a hot oven for too long.

I decided on this Strudel recipe from my Grandmother. I watched her make this many times, and I was allowed to help her (she was quite a strict teacher), and I still remember the first time I made it on my own for my parents, who were kind enough to totally devour it 🙂

Making the dough, letting it rest, rolling it out, putting the filling on, and getting the whole lot on the baking tray without breaking …. it’s quite a rewarding feeling. Only to be topped by the gorgeous smells coming from the oven. And the total silence later at the table, when all you hear is chewing and spoons scraping off every last bit of strudel from the plates.

So go out there, give it a go. I can highly recommend it: find your inner Nanna  🙂