Heather

One thing I am particularly excited about in relation to our move to the UK, is a trip to Scotland, specifically the highlands. It is probably number one on my travel bucket list, and has been for a few years.

I've never seen heather in bloom before, but yesterday I was in the NSW southern highlands, and I spotted cute little posies of heather for sale.

I hope to be able to see whole moors covered in heather come next springtime in England and Scotland. 

Right now I am just enjoying the tiny sprig that I brought home.

Kate  x

Photo and styling, Moss & Vine

Life lately

It has been a quiet start to the year on this space. I'm in a transition phase. This year sees me back at university studying my masters. And also, planning an unexpected but very welcome (now that I've come round from the shock) move to the UK. We're off to Oxford. I can't wait to experience springtime bluebell woods and the Liberty of London flower stand first hand.

There has also been some serious swooning over David Austin roses. I can't get enough!

Like I always say, David Austin is a God!

Kate  x

Styling and photographs by Moss & Vine

Links to love: June edition

This We Fell in Love FEATURED WEDDING is very lovely.

What can I say? THE CUTTING GARDEN.

THIS shop makes me want to up-sticks and move to Bath. Also, THIS does. And, AUSTEN does too, obviously.

Some garden envy happening HERE.

A link for the FUTURE. Where I will buy my old rose varieties for my dream garden.

I can't get enough of these CUTIES.

I'm pining for my very own KUMQUAT tree to cut branches from.

Some NAUTICAL NICENESS.

This is nothing short of exceptionally CUTE.

I know I say it every month, but how WONDERFUL to be a farmer florist.

Fellow flora enthusiasts rejoice, the beginning of winter means the sweetest smelling ERLICHEER is just around the corner.

Keep warm,

Kate  x

Flowers, Styling and Photograph by Moss & Vine 

How old is your soul?

"My soul is from elsewhere,

I am sure of that,

and I intend to end up there."

-Rumi

Kate  x

Photograph by Moss & Vine

May?

It's May already. Really? I feel as though it was only last month that I was sat cross-legged on the lounge room floor wrapping Christmas gifts in brown paper. Now autumn is in full swing. Even with the startling amount of rain we've been enduring lately, I still love and embrace this season in all its glory. I adore autumn and the filtered sun that accompanies it. I love the crisp morning air, and the promise of snow soon to settle on the mountains back home.

I drove home to the mountains for a fleeting visit last weekend, hopeful that even with the approach of winter there would still be something interesting flowering in the garden that I could cut to bring back to brighten our little city flat. 

Sadly but not unexpectedly, anything that had flowered and flourished over the summer had retreated beneath the cooling ground in anticipation of early frosts. The vegetable patch was almost bare, save for the small clump of rhubarb that seems to defy all seasonal obstacles. Over the fence in an abandoned backyard, however, there was an ancient very old apple tree heavy with an abundance of blushing apples. For me, apples are synonymous with autumn. I didn't hesitate to take advantage. I returned to Sydney with a gluttony of refreshingly imperfect fruit, and little idea of how I am supposed to eat my way through them before they start to go bad. I've been eating them fresh for breakfast all week. And I keep meaning to stew some to have with porridge. But I also wanted to turn some of the apples into something slightly delectable and otherwise banned from our diet. Something naughty.

I carefully halved and cored a handful of them before baking them in the oven to eat with butterscotch sauce. I appropriated THIS recipe for butterscotch sauce. It's not the healthiest way to enjoy apples, but I don't regret it one bit. It is definitely a sometimes only food. Until next autumn...

Kate  x

Styling and Photographs by Moss & Vine