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A Day out With Mum

Today I took my Mum out for a belated Mother's Day jaunt.  We started our day in search of plants for her garden so headed up to Buderim to Manawhee Plant Nursery.


There were a great many plants that we were interested in but none that suited Mum's specific purpose unfotunately so we left empty handed.  I was sorely tempted by the herbs but held myself together.  We've had tradies working on replacing all of our gutters (130m in all) this week so my money has been spent elsewhere....

From the nursery we headed off to have morning tea at my friend Jodi's.  We've been friends since we were children and Jodi considers Mum to be her second mum.  We had a lovely visit and enjoyed tea and snacks on Jodi's lovely verandah - sorry was so busy chatting I forgot to take photos!

Our next stop was the latest Endeavour Prize home at Maleny.  It was very busy both in Maleny and out at the prize home.  I really liked this house.  It is in traditional Queenslander style as was their last one up here.  The views were lovely and the home was sensibly set out and I could imagine myself living here as it was lovely without being too grand as some prize homes can be.  The garden was gorgeous too - sorry forgot to take photos of that too.  Lots of purple in the plantings with tibuchinas, pentas, salvias etc.

Our final stop was the Peachester Hall where oh so many moments of our lives are entwined.  Peachester dances, fetes, birthdays, anniversaries and the like.  The same ladies, the cornerstones of my life, involved there in every celebration and event.   All these ladies are in their 70's and 80's now and are still making cakes and sandwiches and pouring tea from vast pots....They've known me my whole life. What will I do when they are gone? I shall miss them.

Our purpose in being there today was to see the annual quilt show.



 After looking at the quilts we wandered outside for tea and sandwiches and chose a table in the shade. 
 Flowers handpicked from the ladies gardens and arranged in jam jars on all the tables.  This makes me endlessly happy and nostalgic.  I've enjoyed variations of these flowers from the same gardens for nearly 50 years. 


So simple and sweet and comforting.  As were the tea and sandwiches - egg and lettuce; ham, cheese and tomato; ham and sweet mustart pickles....  Oh I love you country ladies.


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