Hannah. Australian. City Kid my geographic location, country kid at heart
To me, a farmhouse is a place of safety. It’s where people come and automatically feel at home. It’s shared meals, full bellies, wholesome food and a dining room table that can always fit ‘just one more person’. It’s the sound of rain on the tin roof, copious cups of tea and a constant chatter. It’s late night card games on the verandah and shared beers on the front steps. It’s pristine sunrises and a hard-earnt sunset after a dusty day in the yards. It’s home – but not merely for its physical setting, but what and who it holds within its four walls.
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The Troubles of your Twenties
Over the last month or so, when I’ve been chatting to friends, a common theme has been emerging. So many discussions have been revolving around how none of us has any idea what we’re doing, nor the self-assurance to be confident in where our life is going. Basically, we’ve all been hit in the face …
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26 Lessons from a 26 Year Old
This week, I’m another year older and another year wiser (and all that other nonsense…). I’m now deep into my mid-twenties and still have no idea what I’m doing – although I’m starting to learn, that’s the narrative of life isn’t it?! I ‘survived’ my quarter life crisis (just kidding – I had about 3 …
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Basil Pesto
If there’s one food to epitomize my childhood, its Basil Pesto. My Nana used to make it and we looked forward to her visits where she’d always bring us a little jar. The recipe was then passed onto my mum and then onto me. We eat pesto with pasta, slather it onto fresh white bread and …
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