I started to learn to knit about two years ago when we were living in Canberra with some friends. After making a beanie with the help of a friend, I decided to embark on making this Bendigo Woollen Mills pattern PT8472. I got about 90% finished and then life happened. We moved to Broken Hill and had a baby and I was preoccupied with other … Continue reading A knitted jumper…by me!
As the state is going through a heat wave this weekend, it’s time to stay indoors and enjoy the evaporative cooling. Here in Broken Hill the temperature is supposed to get to 41°C today and 43°C tomorrow. It’s a good time to write something on the blog. Exactly a year ago today we were in Broken Hill looking at properties to buy and the house … Continue reading Summer in the Garden
Today marks eight months since we arrived in Broken Hill and since that time I’ve been trying to get to know the garden we have and start a veggie patch. Back in May I posted about our garlic we planted. I started to harvest some on the weekend and completed harvesting it today. For the 28 garlic cloves we planted I had a ROI of … Continue reading Garlic Harvest and Garden Update
It’s 10am and I’m trying to mend my new dress I bought. I’ve been trying to mend all week to bring in the top and bodice because it’s too big for me. The alteration I had planned was designed with a friend’s help but it’s just not working. It’s hard to explain. I’ve been persisting all week with it amongst taking breaks to mend other … Continue reading More skills please, less housework
Hello friends. I have entered a local Broken Hill writing competition (themed on The Visitor) with my story “The Visitor at the Door” which you can read on the Broken Hill Council website. It’s a 500 word story. Vote for it to receive the People’s Choice Award here before the end of October 2020. Thanks! Continue reading Vote for my story!
My husband Tim and I welcomed a healthy baby boy to the world at the end of May in Broken Hill in far west New South Wales. We named him Bryan James Andrew Waite after my husband’s grandfather. We arrived in Broken Hill when I was 30 weeks pregnant and within a week of arriving the first shutdown restrictions began because of COVID-19. Antenatal classes … Continue reading Becoming a mother; learning to nurture a baby