 | | 18/01/2022 11:37
Sur le blog Finding Femme
Forget-Me-Not
On a gentle afternoon, my mum and I drove up to Mt Warrenheip to spend some time in the forget-men-nots. In honour of such a sentimental flower, here are some people I've lost, some of them recently and some treasured things I remember about them. My grandmother Shirley, who used to make us hot apple tea when we were kids. Her house had a very warm and cosy feel to it and in a Ballarat winter where the hem of your trousers if often wet and cold and making you grumpy, warmth matters. She would make it from an apple cordial you can no longer get. She'd take her hand made tea cosy off her kettle and fill it with water. Her voice was...
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