.... on the patio.
Now I love the trickle of a brook or stream. Unfortunately we don't have any of that in our garden, so we make do with what my mum found in her garden shed.
I had to put some plants in it, because the noise it was making sounded like someone pissing out of the first floor window into a bucket on the ground floor.
The ducklings were 50 €cent each - a steal ! Haha !
Have a lovely weekend (or what's left of it).
La Chatte Gitane (or The Gypsy Cat) was the name we chose for our cottage in France. We chose it while on the road, moving home, from Ireland to France with 2 dogs and 7 cats in the car.
This blog began its insignificant life as a recipe book for friends and family who would ask me repeatedly for a recipe of this, that and the other.
Since then it has taken many different directions, like gypsies tend to do. Sometimes making a U-turn and revisiting familiar roads and taking a break when necessary.
You'll find recipes here, but also musings about the places we've called home, the gardens that we've established, not always successfully, the homes we've improved and the environments we've lived in. Currently, that is back in Ireland.