It’s the 21st of June and the winter solstice here in the southern hemisphere. Adelaide is putting on a true winter day for us; cold, dark and quite rainy.
Each season brings its own wonderment – different sights, sounds, events, foods and attitudes. But the period from Australia Day on 26 January, until the end of April, is special in Adelaide. It’s the festival season and we spend so much time outdoors.
It was summer
Celebrating Australia Day in the Abruzzo-Aussie way. Lamb arrosticini and a caprese salad.
Sunset at Glenelg on our 25th Wedding Anniversary.
The walk to work.
Music! Great music.
The cherry season was great this year.
Chilling in the heat.
Zucchini flowers to stuff.
Under the veranda.
Reading under the veranda.
Hot days, light lunches.
A bit dry in the garden…
Fresh figs signalling the last days of summer…
Then it was autumn
Autumn stayed warm, but with cool nights.
Autumn beach walks at Glenelg.
Cake time with an Abruzzo ciambellone.
My mother’s favourite meal; mussels and spaghetti.
Autumn glory on the Torrens River.
Running into friends at Womadelaide.
Angelique Kidjo on stage at Womadelaide. What a great night.
Fish, fennell and peas in a simple broth
Sure sign of autumn, quinces.
late harvested zucchini and tomato from our garden
Norfolk Island pines say Adelaide Beaches.
The bottlebrush always blooms for ANZAC Day.
Asian chicken broth at the Whistle and Flute
Pretty and delicious dehydrated chocolate and peanut mousse, yes, with salted caramel, at the Whistle and Flute.
Lunch with friends at Oliver’s Taranga vineyard
A perfect autumn celebration of continuous food and wine. Seriously, we had to tell them to stop! Delicious flavours and passionate crew hard at work all afternoon.
And then Italy
I was fortunate to travel to Italy again this year to study Italian and travel. I’ve documented some of that trip on my other blog here.
And now winter
It’s time to recharge the batteries. What’s not to like about baking, stews, soups, winter salads, wooly layers and rainy Sundays with cat snuggles. And a trip to Sydney is on the books.
Winter, I’m ready for you.