Every night before I go to bed I’m busy slaying vampires. Not the blood sucking type, but the energy sucking type.

Instead of a wooden stake, my fingers fight these energy suckers as I turn power switches off to kill anything on standby.

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I just had to share this picture. A button squash is meant to be small right? Well not in Bellingen, NSW. Vegetables grow freakishly huge up there.

On a recent trip to a friend’s house in Thora – near Bellingen, we picked the hugest yellow button squash I have ever seen. It was bigger than my hand. In fact all the vegetables growing in my friend’s garden were freakishly huge. (more…)

Today is my mother’s birthday and to celebrate her life I ate the last fig from a tree she gave me. It was everything you would expect from a freshly picked fig - soft, sweet, juicy and a truly melt-in-the-mouth experience. Except the fig has an extra special significance because it was from a tree my mother gave me when she first got sick.

My mother passed away at the end of last year after a long battle with Alzheimer’s disease and so to me the fig tree represents her, and is a wonderful reminder of mum in my favourite place – my garden.

It is a lovely little tree that I keep in a half wine barrel, which is surrounded by succulents.

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