When my partner J-man and I moved into our house some 8 odd years ago, there was not much of home, or a garden, but there was a roof and four walls and out back, struggling for life, a tiny, little lemon tree. In the years since, the house has become a home and grown from two people to four. That tiny little lemon tree has been with us the whole way, and like us, it has grown and flourished and now produces an abundance of rich, colourful life each year. It reminds me of what can be achieved with a little effort, constant care and a whole lot of love.
Adapted from various recipes
My first post … ok, so here goes.
Watch me as I slowly move my toes over the edge, ready to take that leap, heart racing, brow sweating, legs shaking. No wait … that’s what happened when I went bungee jumping once upon a time, back in the day – (I thought it would ease the pain of turning 30 … it didn’t, but I screamed my lungs out, which is a good way to destress! It was the copious amounts of wine I drank later that made the pain go away!! Oh, that & the fact that I was on holiday in South Africa when all this happened). Man, how life changes & throws you in a variety of deep ends, all just as frightnening in different ways!…