The week leading up to Christmas has been a busy one.

I have
been up early every morning when the light is so soft and pretty that I
literally scramble to catch it with my camera.

The
last load of feral goats for the year have been mustered and trucked out.

The
working dogs played an important role capturing the goats in this muster.  They worked all day in the dust with no complaints, just
the occasional the splash in the trough.

In the
garden I am picking zucchinis, cucumbers, lettuce and capsicums.

I
believe the first tomato for the season needs a little bit of fanfare.  I scoffed this beauty sliced on sourdough
with soft goat cheese, basil and honey roasted figs.   It felt like a true celebration of my summer garden, right there on the chopping board.

Why
make a normal gingerbread house when you could make a gingerbread chook
house?  In true Australian style there is even a pesky (lolly) snake hiding in the straw.

Merry
Christmas friends. May it be calm and peaceful. x