Gardens and their People - Thomson St Cafe

I go for the garden. Apart from the tasty coffee, the friendly service, the yummy food and lovely kitsch surroundings, it’s the garden …

At the moment it’s simply flourishing in colour, despite it’s person being laid up with an injury and unable to tend to it for the last few weeks. I’d say that’s a sign of a well designed garden. Of course, there is a loving and appreciative community who help pull a weed out here and there while they’re waiting for their morning coffee.

Ailsa lives across the road and down a couple of houses. I’ll have to do a part 2 on her own beautiful native garden with the well stocked street library in the front corner. A place I visited many times when I lived in the area during Covid lockdowns and we were allowed outside within a 5k radius.
The highlight of the cafe garden for me is the Bluebells. Special memories from childhood of carefree wandering and picking wildflowers.

I had hoped to interview Ailsa and get a photo or two but she’s out of action at the moment with aforementioned injury. I try to catchup with her in the new year and maybe showcase her garden as well.

Thomson St Cafe. 81 Thomson St, Northcote ( I would have said Fairfield), is closed now for Christmas and will reopen on 5th Jan.

Time is a slippery devil. Tesselaars

I was just commenting on Facebook this morning (or was it yesterday?) about how much a broken wrist slows you down. I’m a few weeks out of plaster and hand therapy is going well but I’m amazed at how the year is disappearing. I picked up a brochure last week for a Flower Festival coming up at Tesselaars. This morning I was running through a list of possible things to do with the day when I pick up the brochure to check the dates. I was sure it was for the next month. Turns out today was the last day of an almost month long festival. Somehow, I was a month out.

I’ve been in Melbourne for nearly 9 years now (feels like about 2) and I’ve never been to Tesselaars. So I jumped in the car and off I went and spent a delightful afternoon amongst the flowers and gardens at Tesselaars. Here are a few of my favourites in no particular order.

Sarah and Rupert at the beach

It's been almost 7 years since Rupert the cheeky Dacshund went to live with his new Mum, Sarah, and I started commuting back and forth to Melbourne. It was a bold and somewhat rash decision but one of the better ones I've made in my time. Melbourne has been good to me. The Coast will always be 'home'. When I get stressed at the complexities of living between two places, I remind myself how bloody lucky I am to have the best of both worlds.
I went to visit Rupert and Sarah last week and we went for a walk on their local beach (Yaroomba, I think it is). I'm absolutely certain that Rupert got the best deal in the world when Sarah adopted him. He is so well loved and looked after. 
Sarah not only took on Rupert but she kept Wild Honey Photography running while I got up to speed with teaching photography. She's a great portrait and event photographer. You can find her at Your Life Photography.
I'd seen Sarah's great sunset shots and put an order in for a similarly spectacular sunset for my visit. And then I got lost and nearly missed it. The light was fading fast (up the ISO on the Fuji X-T2) but we got a couple of quick snaps with Rupert before heading back to Sarah's place for a Thai Green Curry and a bottle of red. 
Blogging is a good way to remember that amongst all the shit that goes on in the world, there are good things that life offers up. Beautiful beaches, sunsets, good friends, cute puppies, yummy food and red, red, wine. 

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Sunshine Coast Beach
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Sunshine Coast Beach Sunset
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Alowyn Gardens

What an absolute delight these gardens are. I left Melbourne in the morning with an anxious, muddled mind and came back clear headed and relaxed. Best medicine ever. 

I'll be making a point of visiting this garden every season. It's such a wonderful design.

Aboriginal Heritage Walk

Change is slow coming but I hope for a time when as a Nation we respect and honour Australia's First People with a genuine pride. 
I went with my housemate Phil to the Melbourne Botanic Gardens for an Aboriginal Heritage Walk. It was a wonderful way to learn about the people and the culture. The walks are held every day but as part of Reconciliation Week they are free (you're too late, today was the last free day, so you'll have to pay unless you want to wait 'til next year). 
We had a terrific guide to educate us and were treated to a traditional smoking ceremony. I was struck most by the talk of listening to your spirit and felt a sense of the purposefulness of the culture as opposed to the busyness of todays society. It was humbling.

Aboriginal Heritage Walk
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