I was walking through Bourke Street Mall and happened upon a wonderful busking group playing Spanish Flamenco. Quite a large crowd had gathered and everyone was tapping their feet and swaying to the rhythm. But then a lady in her 60’s started to dance. A few minutes later, a man walked by and joined her. They didn’t know each other. They were simply brought together by the music.
Saturday morning cooking class. I love this photo taken with my mum as we demonstrate how to make delicious lion’s head meatballs. Like two peas in a pod or two lions heads in a pot.
My guests were Jane Godwin, Dmetri Kakmi, Leigh Hobbs and Michael Wagner. I cooked spare ribs, steamed ocean trout, dry seared beans and millionaire chicken preceded by prawn dumplings and followed by mango sago pudding. T’was a fun-filled evening of story telling.
While the Melbourne sun warmed my back, I listened to Margaret Atwood’s “Dancing Girls” on my ipod. I sat in a fire engine red shell chair at Brighton beach, wet sandy dog at my feet, soy chai latte in my hand – a perfect moment.
And that’s the beginning of Autumn