I had to go down to my Mum’s today. She lives about 45 minutes drive away. I wish she lived closer but in a lot of ways I’m still glad that I get to visit her out “in the country” and get away from the city and suburbs. I miss living in the more open space with trees all around and a big backyard. With kangaroos in the backyard (less exciting to Mum because they keep eating her roses but she stills loves them and is now using the “roo poo” to fertilise the garden and fruit trees!) and horses in the next-door neighbours’ paddock. I grew up there, lived there for over 30 years before I moved out (I was a late bloomer ok?) and it’s still what I call home.
When I walked in the door I was immediately greeted by the smell of baking cookies. Yum! Is there any better smell in the world? These Oat Cookies are very simple to make and always delicious. Not exactly low-fat but, well, you can’t have everything, right?
YUMMY OAT COOKIES
Makes about 12
1 Cup Rolled Oats
1/2 Cup Plain Flour
1/2 Cup Raw Sugar
1 Egg (lightly beaten)
Melt Butter over a low heat in a medium sized saucepan. Take off heat once melted and add sugar. Mix to combine and dissolve sugar a little. Add other ingredients and stir until all ingredients are incorporated.
Drop spoonfuls of mixture onto a tray lined with baking paper.
Bake in 180 degree celsius oven for approximately 20 minutes. Cool on wire rack. Eat and enjoy!
My duties today included taking my/Mum’s cat Alexander to the vets. He’s 15 years old and beautiful, with the softest black coat. He just needed a vaccination today, otherwise he is in perfect health. The vet commented on how shiny he is and what good condition he is in for his age. All our animals live to be pretty ancient. Our other cat, Bronte (the crabby tabby) is 19 this year and though starting to look a bit, well, geriatric, she is still pretty feisty and healthy and her yearly check up showed her to be fit as a fiddle and with the constitution of a cat many years her junior. Anyway, Alexander (or Boyo as he is nicknamed) was very well behaved at the vets and didn’t mind the needles at all. He came home again as though nothing had happened.
Mum and I picked some oranges from her poor little neglected tree. It doesn’t get any attention, water, fertiliser or pruning. Most of the time Mum forgets it is even there (it’s down the back in the paddock). This year she was rewarded with a tree full of fruit – not nasty, sour, bug-infested fruit that you would expect from such a poor specimen, but lovely, juicy, sweet oranges. It doesn’t really make sense but there they are. They don’t look all that flash but they are really tasty and full of juice. I can’t eat them (no oranges for me on a renal diet!) but boy, did they smell yummy!
We were helped along by lots of buzzing bees…they were out in force as it was a sunny day with plenty of wildflowers to choose from in bloom. They seem to particularly like the wild daisies that grow everywhere (look closely and you can see one of the little buzzy bees in this next picture…).
All in all, a lovely day. Now I have to go home to my own neglected garden and do some pruning and weeding…bye for now. Hope you had a “fruitful” day 🙂