Weekly Photography Challenge: Cherry on Top

A cherry on top isn’t necessary, but it makes a good thing even better. As a theme for the weekly photography challenge, I find it, well, challenging. Most of the week has flown past, and I’m still thinking about it! I’ve decide to share images of our grand daughters with Bryan – and of cake. There are no cherries on these cakes, but one lot has tiny Oreo biscuits, and the other has Tim Tams, so that’s probably even better, really!

Juniper is a couple of years older than Matilda, but they are both around 6 months in this pair of photos. I think you can tell that they are cousins, and that Grandpa thinks they are pretty okay.

Fruit trees are shady, they have lovely blossom in spring, and, best of all they make fruit! These peaches and nectarines all grew on seedling trees that “just growed” from compost – better still!

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Friday Poem: Sweetie

I guess this saccharine ode to a sweetheart is an appropriate follow up to last weeks poem about an old fellow’s love affair with cakes and slices…maybe a bit too much sugar, but totally worth it!sweet things

Hey sugar-face freckles
Your hair in the sunshine is like cotton candy
And your skin smells like
Burnt sugar and ripe peaches,
Peaches and cream in your cheeks.
Oh cup-cake, I could eat you up
Right now,
My honey sweetheart sugar-pie;
Cross my heart and hope to die:

Pass me that lemon –
My blood sugar is too high.sweet

The sweet cup-cakey image at the top is from an afternoon tea at Ararat Regional Art Gallery last year.  The second is a mismatched cup and saucer from my collection. Odd pieces are easier to find than pairs, and it’s fun to find which ones ‘belong’ together. Finally, a rose, because a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, as Romeo remarked. I’m sure if he knew of cotton-candy, he would have compared it to Juliette’s hair!sweet rose

Friday Poem: Cake Man

I know nothing about this man, apart from what is in this poem. I wish I did – I’d like to know his story. Is he recently widowed, with no one to cook for him anymore – and did his late wife never let him have cake? Maybe he knows his days are numbered, and he’s eating cake while he can. If I ever find out, I’ll be sure and let you know…tea tray

An old guy
with a beard
somewhere between  hipster
and Santa
A peaked cap
on his old white head
In his 70’s
maybe 80’s
Hard to say
Looks pretty skinny
under his khaki jacket.

It’s the third time I’ve seen him
in here
In the bakery cafe.

His order each time –
An assortment of cakes and slices
This time I count seven
There might be eight
Hard to tell
with them all piled up on a plate
like that.

He has a mug of tea
not too hot
Today he has a meat pie
with sauce
which he eats slowly
methodically
with a knife and fork.

It’s not all about dessert.

I have to leave
before he gets to the cakes.oct2010 015 (Large)

This isn’t one of his cakes – it’s a dessert taco we invented a few years ago – but you get the idea!DSCF7091 (Large)

I’m an introvert – well over to that side of the scale. I guess that’s why I like the internet, and it’s also a reason for liking sitting on my own in cafes, with a coffee and a notebook (and maybe something sweet) close to hand. Sometimes all I write is lists of things I need to do, but if I’m lucky, and paying attention, I get to glimpse someone else’s life, and take notes.

1 Day 1 world Project: 4 – 5 pm.

I had a nice quiet day at home today. Unlike Lisa,who has her son Ryan to think up interesting places to be in the week’s specified time period, not much was going on between 4 and 5 pm. Which is fine by me.

I made a cake – two cakes at once, actually. I have two fabulous old bar tins, ‘sourced’ from op shops/thrift stores, and they are the perfect size to turn one batch of basic butter cake into two – one for now, one for the freezer. I put some roasted rhubarb, quince and strawberries in the middle, and garnished the ‘one for now’ with slices of fresh fig. I can’t wait to get the proper food out of the way so I can eat cake. Yum.IMG_0490

It’s the third day of winter, according to the calendar, and by 5 o’clock it’s almost dark and distinctly gloomy outside, but it’s all cosy in our lounge, with the fire burning and plenty of cushions on the chairs.

Next week I’ll have to remember to take my photos a day earlier, so I can keep posting on the same day. I’m not sure how I’ll go once the hours get past bed time!

Weekly Photography Challenge: Community

 

This weeks challenge topic is “community”. I decided to share some photos I took recently at our community Hall. There had been a show on the night before – the last of a run of five performances around the district of Ararat Theatre Company’s End of Year show. The next morning, ATC crew came back to dismantle their set, while the ever faithful Hall Committee members set to work putting away chairs and tables and cleaning up. Fortunately for the workers, there were leftovers from the Country Supper for our morning tea! The Hall, built by the community, for the community, has been a centre piece of the social life of our tiny “rural village” for almost one hundred years, and in February we will be celebrating our  Hall’s Centenary  ( more cream cakes!).