Tussie Mussie

November 15th, 2012 — 11:21pm

Once a month, on market day, flowers and herbs are picked from a nearby nonprofit farm garden to make tussie mussies. Some are bright, and some are made with native plants. The combinations are all different depending on the ladies’ mood. Last weekend, I was lucky to find the prettiest bunch on the way out. The moment was made even sweeter when, a few minutes later, we noticed a truck selling big boxes of cherries that we also couldn’t resist.


This month's bunch.

Token of trust

November 11th, 2012 — 11:12am

There is a grocer where I do almost all of our shopping near my house. The other day, when I was at the till, I realized that my shopping cost a little bit more than what I had in my purse. The shop girl said, “You can pay the rest next time”. There are some shops that occasionally treat customers with a little something extra, but I had never came across a shop that would also keep your payment until the next time, like some people did in the old days. I was a little embarrassed, but also rather happy to think that there was trust between the shop and me. Of course I went back next day to pay the rest immediately.


Little misses talking serious in front of a bakery.

A rose garden picnic

November 7th, 2012 — 8:53pm

Last weekend the weather was so fine that Chris and I visited a rose garden. I felt sad when we saw a family outside the garden, having a dream like picnic under a big tree with baskets full of food and drink, but having our small sandwiches surrounded by the roses in bloom wasn’t bad after all. We weren’t the only ones having a good spring time there. There were also bees buzzing, birds chirping, and even some house flies relaxing on velvety pale pink rose petals, which made me smile.


After lots of looking (and sniffing), we realized that the rose garden was part of a mansion’s grounds so we decided to explore the other bits. At a quiet pond, I noticed some little ripples on the water surface. They appeared different to those created by a duck family, so I looked closer. Under the water, I found a beautiful world of tiny fish that I spent quite a while observing. The most excited thing was seeing Fairy Wrens. I used to dream of finding a blue bird since reading the story book ‘Blue Bird’ when I was little. I couldn’t believe how bright blue the birds were when Chris pointed them out to me. I’m hoping this is the closure of my blue bird quest.


It was also the first time I've worn a straw hat this spring.

Flower Rescue

October 17th, 2012 — 11:18pm

Last weekend, on my way out of the farmer’s market, I spotted a small bunch of assorted flowers which must had been forgotten about after some kids played with them. Yellow, orange, pink and purple. They were colourful and of different shapes, with one gooseberry-like weed that looked a little tired, but I just couldn’t ignore them. I picked them up and placed them into a glass bowl full of water as soon as I got back home to enjoy the last bit of the flowers’ life.


That evening, the flowers were looking fresher than ever! I wasn’t at all expecting them to be revived this well. Yesterday (three days later), the one with gooseberry-like lanterns opened up its tips, blooming with white frill like flowers. So pretty! I never thought I’d get this much pleasure out of these abandoned flowers.


The semi-transparent green stripy buds looked like gooseberries to me.

New little friends

October 15th, 2012 — 11:00pm

It happened almost three weeks ago, one morning I dreamt about my friend Mutsu. I woke up and thought this could be a sign, so I immediately emailed her saying ‘Did you…?’ A few hours later, she got back to me with ‘Yes, I just had a baby girl this morning!’ We both couldn’t believe how I thought it could be the day. Thinking that I have a history, I really could be an esper, or my friends’ babies are extra special. Either ways, it’s a great feeling to know that there will be some new little friends to meet the next time I see my favorite friends.


A sweet girl I saw at the farmer's market.

Gen’s parents’ farm

October 1st, 2012 — 10:08pm

Visiting Gen‘s parents’ farm and their historic house was something so romantic that my limited vocabulary can’t express it. But I can list some of the peaceful activities I witnessed there…  Little bunnies hopping in a line, two friendly dogs running around to welcome us, a cat having a nap, and a baby cow galloping. Everyone looked so happy which made me even happier. It totally made sense that Gen was brought up there.


Chris and I brought back some yummy pies from a sweet local cafe, but it also made me realize that there are some things that you can’t take with you.


The peaceful country view from my train window.

1/2 a cinnamon roll

September 22nd, 2012 — 5:31pm

It was one of those days when Chris and I felt like trying somewhere new for a break so we went to this tiny bakery with a blue awning, somewhere I’d been wanting to go. I hadn’t been there simply because our favorite cafe and bakery is just about a minutes walk away, but we knew we came to the right place soon as we stepped inside the cafe.


I had patted a sweet dog in front of the post office so I was hoping to wash my hands at the cafe, but there didn’t seem to be a bathroom. Instead, the shop girl invited me behind the shop counter to use her tap which was very kind and fun. While I was washing my hands, Chris ordered a cinnamon roll to share, cut it into half and tried to give me the slightly bigger one. I’m pretty good at cutting food equally into half, from hamburgers to mille feuille, so I noticed the size difference. (I guess it comes from my greediness). I said, “You’ve been wanting to eat this cinnamon roll, so please take the bigger half.” and Chris said, “I think they are pretty equal.” So, I guiltily accepted his kind gesture. Then the shop girl came over to give us an extra set of plates and forks, looked at our cinnamon roll and said, ‘So, who’s getting the bigger one?’. It made me laugh.


It's nice to have a new favorite!

Trip to Fiji

September 3rd, 2012 — 7:40pm

The other day, on our way to shop for groceries, Chris and I spotted a little skinny girl standing in front of the cinema selling raffle tickets. We just couldn’t ignore her sweet innocent voice and since she was fund raising for her school library, we happily decided to buy a ticket from her.


While Chris was writing down our details, I was very surprized to find out that the first prize was “A trip for two to Fiji”. What a high budget prize for a school raffle! And so far the girl only seemed to have sold two to three tickets. I suddenly had high expectations of winning this two dollar raffle. After our shopping, the girl was eating a popsicle which seemed perfect, as if she’d just bought it with our raffle ticket money. It made us laugh.


Today I asked Chris, “So, did the girl tell you when the raffle will be drawn?” Chris said “No”. I thought she would be just one of a few girls selling tickets as part of a raffle committee, but Chris told me he thinks everyone in the school would be selling tickets…


Suddenly, Fiji felt so far away.

spring awakening

August 26th, 2012 — 9:48am

As Spring approaches, I’m getting some little surprises from the surroundings, especially from the brown bare trees. Like one morning, I spotted some small greens sprouting out of the tree in front of our balcony. It made my view feel really fresh. Afterwards, I had a tram ride through a street full of blooming magnolia trees. On my walk to the park, I spotted another tree that was fully blooming by the river, just like a cherry blossom. (It also smelt sweet). I guess it’s the charm of living somewhere new as everything is unexpected.


It might sound strange, but I kind of felt the same excitement when I watched Labyrinth for the first time last weekend. I wanted to see a young Jennifer Connelly in action but all of Jim Henson’s creatures were just as sweet and full of surprises. I was really happy that Chris recommended it to me. I could also picture myself getting very scared if I watched this when I was little, back in 80s.


It's kind of like a good bad dream.

bitter sweet

August 20th, 2012 — 10:25pm

Kiwi, quince, Buddah’s hand, star anice, ginger, goji berries, thyme and brown rice.


My first bottle of dream cordial finally reached its bottom last night and now I’m thinking of making a new one, with some different fruit. It feels like it’s been a long time since I had the thought of not trying to make cordial again after accidently dropping Chris’s coffee filter onto the ground (and chipping it badly), while making the last bottle. Although, the cordial did taste good…


The last drop.

Nazo Nazo

July 31st, 2012 — 8:57pm

Apparently my four year old niece, Tessa, is obsessed with riddles. The first thing she does when she gets back home from kindergarden nursery is read books on them. Hearing that from my mum on the phone made me crumble. I had totally forgotten, but Chris reminded me that Tessa’s interest in riddles is not a new thing. A year ago, we overheard her saying to herself, (in Japanese) ‘Here is a riddle, what is round?’… ‘An apple!’. Chris and I couldn’t help ourselves from giggling. She was entertaining herself with her own riddles and it was just so cute!


Today, I saw little sisters skipping around at the market and they reminded me very much of Tessa and her old sister Ciara in Japan.


Sisters at the market. Their matching leather shoes were also very pretty.

Fried Eggs

July 26th, 2012 — 4:00pm

On the weekend, Chris and I saw a little girl eating two fried eggs at our favorite cafe.


Ever since, we've been having fried eggs for breakfast.

Garden Dreaming

July 23rd, 2012 — 1:21am

Chris’s father visited us two weeks ago so we tried our best to take him to the places we like in Melbourne. The Heide Museum was one of them. The garden was not as colourful as the last time Chris and I visited but the daffodils were blooming everywhere. I was busy learning and day dreaming about how I would plant daffodils in my garden… if I ever have one in the future.


Sadly, I recently crossed out mimosa from my list of plants that I’d one day like in my garden. Even though it seems like I could be allergic to it, I still like it because it reminds me of home.


Daffodils, Heide.

Silkie II

July 20th, 2012 — 11:30pm

This is what a Silkie looks like.


Many Silkies.

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