Wednesday 8th July 2020

I Heard. 16/51 #LifeThisWeek. 32/2020.

I Heard. 16/51 #LifeThisWeek. 32/2020.

In this period around the world because of the pandemic known as COVID-19 much of what we, the citizens of Australia and so many other countries, can do has been taken from us….to:

  • keep us safe at home
  • keep us coronavirus-free
  • stop the spread of the virus
  • enable some control over the spread of the virus
  • and more, I am sure!

So, what does this have to do with what I heard?

I am writing about a snapshot day: Easter Sunday. There is not much to say I heard except this:

  • the noise emanating from the lawnmower as my husband mowed the back lawn
  • the noise the whipper snipper makes too
  • the sound coming from the Dyson stick vacuum as I did my share of the house cleaning
  • our conversations once we were together to and from our activities
  • my audiobook playing in the car, as I am listening to the last of Tom Hanks’ narration of the Dutch House
  • the oh-so quiet large shopping centre still playing some musak
  • the conversation I had with the person as I collected my book: The Dutch House (obsessed now!)
  • the quietness inside the Woolworths store as I quickly sourced what I needed….and then, WIN…the bonus purchase I had not expected
  • the somewhat ‘annoying’ overheard words between a couple as I attempted the 1.5m between us and they were choosing chocolate. Oh. It was Easter Sunday
  • from the open door to our backyard, I heard the noises of a person attempting some garden renovation. It sounded pretty big and busy
  • the talking, briefly, over a quick Facetime chat with our daughter and two of our grandkids
  • the whirring of the mixer as I decided the only way to beat COVID boredom was more to eat
  • the hum of the oven’s fan as it cooked the biscuits
  • the satisfying crunch of the biscuit and slurp of my cup of tea.
  • the music from Downtown Abbey as we watched a 20 minute segment of the Movie
  • the tip tap tapping as I write this.

I had not intended to go here: local Westfield but for click & collect I did. Hand sanitiser out at both Big W & Woolies.

Before we got ‘locked down’ I knew I would enjoy seeing something bright each day and here it is…on the back verandah.

The recipe is one of my late Mum’s.

Peanut Biscuits.

  • 125gm butter or marg. (I used butter, and slightly melted it first, sorry Mum!)
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1.5 cups SR flour (yes, I had some!)
  • 3/4 cup raw peanuts
  • I added a teaspoon of vanilla

(I threw in all the slightly salted peanuts I had left in packet…and I also doubled the recipe)

To make the chocolate version, I halved the double mix and added 2 tablespoons of cocoa.

Cream butter and sugar, add egg and beat well. Mixed in flour and peanuts .

It’s quite a wet mix so I used a spoon to drop amounts on a baking paper covered tray, the slightly flattened with a fork.

Cook in a fan forced oven at about 160-165C. Mum’s was in Fahrenheit 325-375.

I did keep an eye on the tray and turned them once, Probably took around 10-15 mins (everyone’s oven is different)

Cooled them on a rack and ate some for afternoon tea. As I doubled it, made at least 48 biscuits.

What have you heard lately?

Did you find Easter was very quiet where you were?

Are you missing being able to go where you want to?

Tell me in the comments!

Denyse.

And,  the next series of optional prompts is here and on the Home Page.

22/51 I Saw 1.6.2020

23/51 Life Stories #2. 8.6.2020

24/51 Kindness 15.6.2020

25/51 Share Your Snaps #5 22.6.2020

26/51 Best Time Of Day. 29.6.2020

27/51 Taking Stock #3 6.7.2020

28/51 Self-Care Stories. #4. 13.7.2020

29/51 Your Choice. (World Head & Neck Cancer Prompt for Me) 20.7.2020

30/51 Share Your Snaps #6 27.7.2020

 

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My Zen Is Found In The Garden. Part One. 37/2019.

My Zen Is Found In The Garden. Part One. 37/2019.

I really did not ever enjoy gardening. I think it was the labour of it and also I liked the ‘look’ of a garden but not so much the hard work. This changed for me once I was well and truly retired from all work.

We still lived in Sydney then and had a lovely pool area which incorporated garden beds around the perimeter. Over time, we (ok, my husband) laboured more intensively and made some delightful screening areas as well as adding plants and shrubs.

The pool area in its early stages, but the time the house was sold late 2014 it was more filled with greenery and colour.

I liked tending to some of the new plants, helped with cutting back the fast-growing vines and also put some plants in seasonally e.g. sweet peas. They went against the pool fence far left and it was something I enjoyed doing with my little grandkids who we cared for 3 days a week. Oh, and for anyone worried, the pool gates were always locked and an adult would accompany a child into the pool area at all times.  Very strict on that!

Then we sold our family home and moved to the Central Coast to rent. The first house we rented was a waterfront and, by the way, we would not choose waterfront again because the salty air does affect computers and other appliances. This place had some native trees but not much else.

After wanting to get away to an easier house to live in and be more comfortable, we chose an established home that had one owner and was in the northern area of the Central Coast N.S.W. And those people planted a LOT…..of palm trees, and tropical plants….and I sure got some frustrations out chopping them back. The HUGE frangipani in the back yard needed some cutting back but the beauty each Spring to Summer was worth the mess of the fallen petals!

Now where was I?

Zen in the garden.

As I really needed to become more mindful and calm down my  nervous system (IBS and anxiety) my plants and flowers helped me manage myself and emotions on some days. Mind you, I sometimes needed some digging help, but generally I could manage with potting mix, barrel-type planters and a range of colourful flowers in season.

These gave me joy as I tended them, photographed them and sometimes tried to capture their beauty by a sketch or a painting.

These colourful plants and flowers were a joy to tend, to water and to care for as they were almost all located on the back verandah and I could reach them easily. Over time, some would die back and others would take their place.

As I became more unwell into 2017 – before I knew I had cancer – being outside, in this garden was one place where I could:

  • meditate via my app then which was Headspace
  • take notice of the changing skies above
  • listen to the birdsong of the local native birds and those who are just nuisance value
  • water the flowers and clean up the frangipani debris
  • cut back the palms: they can be quite dangerous and these, according to those who know, should never have been planted. They were overwhelming in size but….the new owners (our landlords) did not give approval for culling…so we did it. And the local council took the big and fallen fronds away at green pick up times.

Next time, more about the ways in which being in a garden is good for my heart and soul!

Do you find zen in the garden?

Denyse.

Linking up with Min on Tuesdays for Zen Tips Tuesday here. 

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