Monthly Archives: May 2012

A Loaf of Bread, a Jug of Wine…

May 30, 2012, 12:35 pm by Heather Webster

Without fungi we would have no wine, no cheese and no leavened bread, let alone the culinary delights of mushrooms and the medical magic of antibiotics. Who would have thought that “a loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou” was a song dedicated to the power of fungi. Fungi go where men fear … Continue reading

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Quince Jelly

May 26, 2012, 1:04 pm by Heather Webster

Quince Jelly goes well on cheese plates and makes brilliant meat marinades with Dukkah. Quince heaven is hidden behind strange fur and hard, yellow flesh. But, like lots of people – when treated well, quinces will blossom into something beautiful. Find three or four big quinces and give them a good scrubbing with a (clean) … Continue reading

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The Langhorne Creek “Old School Tie Dinner”

May 24, 2012, 8:28 pm by Heather Webster

With commendable imagination and spirited costumes, one hundred and twenty five Langhorne Creek residents and supporters enjoyed a high-spirited dinner last Saturday night. The Langhorne Creek Historic School Inc and the Rotary Club of Strathalbyn jointly hosted the event. With generous support from Craig Maidment and much volunteer help, guests enjoyed a delicious three-course dinner … Continue reading

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Wombat Visit

May 21, 2012, 9:56 pm by Heather Webster

Our property appears on some old maps as Wombat Flat, but there are no wombats here now. The old timers say there were plenty, but they lost the unequal battle with the plough. I like the solid strength of wombats – this adapts them well for a burrowing life. Like kangaroos they are marsupials. Their … Continue reading

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Flocks

May 3, 2012, 11:44 am by Heather Webster

A flock of ibis scatter across the grass watered from the low rain of the pivot. Long black beaks dip up and down like ancient shadoofs as they probe the pasture. They favour cut worms, I am told, a taste welcomed by farmers. There must be ample cut worms to feed this big-bodied flock of … Continue reading

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