I was gardening at a good friends house today. Kim always greets me with a lovely cup of tea and a chat, served from a fancy dressed teapot. Check out the amazing Roger Rampant tea cosy she recently made, he is kooky wonderful and I'm sure he will be loved. Gardening at Kim's is such good fun, I get thoroughly spoilt with her beautiful cooking - lunch was a caramelised onion and goats cheese tart, served with a pear and pine nut salad, and a glass of wine. Doing it tough. And I haven't even got to afternoon tea.
Whilst I was away Mr Bowerbird was working on a project of his own. The three little Bowerbirds joined in, drawing string lines, digging holes and erecting poles.
I'll leave what they are making as a mysterious "to be continued", as the project has just begun. You may be able to guess what they are up to without too much trouble.There was eating the last of the Autumn raspberries and some photography by the biggest Bowerbird (all her photos).I came home to a dinner of mushrooms with pasta. Not any old mushrooms, Saffron Milk Caps that the big Bowerbird had foraged. She had also been busy preserving apples for me, all chopped, dipped in lemon and placed in the food dehydrator. She actually made a batch last weekend but they are already all gone, sweet tangy deliciousness.
Finally there was cake, courtesy of Kim and the generous wedge she sent home with us. Giant smiles all round. "That was the best cake, the best", harked the middle Bowerbird, hoping there would be seconds. I will have to get that recipe from you Kim, very popular with everyone. Thankyou for all your spoiling and kind comments. It's going to be hard coming back to finish the job.The picture doesn't do it justice, there wasn't much time before it was greedily devoured.
