18.4.14

~Open tuin

  
Op zondag 27 april van 13.00-16.30 uur geeft
Anne van der Linden van Kruidenproeverij LindenGroen
ieder uur gratis een wandeling door
de natuurlijke tuin Annahof in Echt.
Na afloop van iedere tour kunt u geplukte bloemen
en kruiden zelf verwerken in een groentebouillon
die Anna en Richard vd Laarschot samen met een
lekker stuk brood met zelfgemaakte kruidenboter
voor € 2,00 per persoon voor u klaar hebben staan.
Locatie: Annahof, Heerweg 32, Echt
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19.3.14

~Lake Taupo Carvings

Lake Taupo is a lake situated in the North Island of New Zealand. With a surface area of 616 square kilometres,
it is the largest lake by surface area in New Zealand,
and the second largest freshwater lake by surface area in geopolitical Oceania after Lake Murray (Papua New Guinea).

On the north west side of Lake Taupo on the cliffs of Mine Bay, there are Māori rock carvings created in the late 1970s
by Matahi Whakataka-Brightwell and John Randall.
Carved in likeness of Ngatoroirangi, a navigator who guided
the Tuwharetoa and Te Arawa tribes to the Taupo area
over a thousand years ago according to Māori legend.

The main carving is over 10 metres high and took
four summers to complete.
The artwork is Matahi's gift to Taupo.
He and four assistants took no payment other than small
change donations from local bar patrons to cover
the cost of the scaffolding.
The 10-metre-high carving is intended to protect Lake Taupo from volcanic activities underneath.
The cliff has become a popular tourist destination
with hundreds of boats and yachts visiting the spot daily.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Taupo

14.1.14

~Music time


"The Voice"
I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name

"Listen, my child," you say to me
"I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
Answer my call, and I'll set you free"

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice, I will remain
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long
I am the force that in springtime will grow

I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice
I am the voice of the past that will always be

I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice

25.10.13

Seahorse Lighthouse - Miri, Malaysia

Seahorse Lighthouse - Miri, Malaysia

1.8.13

~AnnaHof!

         Several chickens and ducks

   Little ponds

   Vegetable Garden with Greenhouse

  All kind of plants, flowers and herbs

         I hope you enjoyed wandering along
our Garden!
Happy weekend everyone!

  When you like to come over and take a look for yourself?
it’s opengarden, on 25-08-2013
12.00 till 17.00h
www.facebook.com/annahof32

zou je deze tuin eens met eigen ogen willen bekijken?
We hebben Opentuindag op 25 aug 2013
vanaf 12.00 tot 17.00uur
www.facebook.com/annahof32

28.5.13

~Kruidenazijn

Sorry just in Dutch today
please try the google translater

Herb & Salad Wall
Nu de tijd van verse kruiden weer aanbreekt,
hier een leuke tip om zelf kruidenazijn te maken.
Lekker en gezond ook!

Hebben jullie teveel kruiden?
Of weet je niet goed wat je ermee gaat aanvangen?
Hier een leuke tip om zelf kruidenazijn te maken.

Al wat je nodig hebt, zijn flessen of potten met deksel,
wijnazijn en verse kruiden natuurlijk.

kruiden 

Bij witte wijnazijn gebruik je de kruiden: basilicum, dille,
dragon of bonenkruid, marjolein en bieslook
of muntblaadjes en citroenmelisse.
Probeer ook eens te combineren.

Probeer ook eens met frambozen of een
combinatie van aardbeien en basilicum.

Bij rode wijnazijn gebruik je de kruiden: knoflook,
rozemarijn en tijm
Voor de extra smaak kan je bij de azijn nog toevoegen:
uitjes, peperkorrels en/of jeneverbessen.

Laat alles zeker 2 à 3 weken "trekken".
Filter dan alles en voeg daarna nog wat verse kruiden toe.
Niet alleen voor het oog maar ook nog voor een extra smaak.

Let er wel op dat alle flessen, potten en
deksels goed proper zijn vooraleer je ze vult.
Bewaar ze op een koele en donkere plaats.
Kruidenazijn is lang houdbaar. 
 Kruidentuin

Heerlijk om vinaigrettes te maken

Kruiden uit eigen tuin of gekochte kruiden kan je
enkele weken in olie of azijn laten trekken.
De kruiden geven dan hun smaak- en geurstoffen
af aan deze vloeistoffen.
Het basisrecept voor kruidenolie is simpel:
pluk van 1 of meer kruiden één beker vol kruidenblaadjes. Bijvoorbeeld: munt, peterselie, laurier, rozemarijn,
dille, lavendel, oregano, basilicum, tijm, venkel,
salie en/of kervel.
Spoel de verse kruiden goed af.
Je hebt 300 gram olie nodig.
Scheur de kruidenblaadjes in stukjes en voeg er
een klein beetje zonnebloemolie of olijfolie (koud geperst)
aan toe. Meng dit met een vork goed door elkaar en
giet dit over in een goed schoongemaakte, gesteriliseerde, uitgekookte glazen pot of fles.
Doe er de rest van de olie bij en zorg dat de fles
of de pot voor 3/4 deel is gevuld.
Sluit af en laat 2 tot 3 weken staan op een warme
en zonnige plaats.
Schud dagelijks en zorg dat de kruiden
steeds met olie zijn bedekt.
Zeef de olie met een PLASTIC zeef in een nieuwe schone uitgekookte fles of pot. Doe er enkele kruidenblaadjes in,
zodat je kan zien welke kruiden er in verwerkt zijn.
Goed afsluiten. Bewaren op een koele plek en
binnen enkele maanden gebruiken.


Het basisrecept voor kruidenazijn.
Zie basisrecept kruidenolie. In plaats van olie gebruik
je witte of rode wijnazijn en je gebruikt
twee bekers voor 300 gram azijn.

  1. Bij witte wijnazijn gebruik je de kruiden: basilicum, dille, dragon of bonenkruid, dragon, majoraan en bieslook of muntblaadjes en citroenmelisse.
  2. Bij rode wijnazijn gebruik je de kruiden: knoflook, rozemarijn en tijm
  3. Voor de extra smaak kan je bij zowel de olie als de azijn nog toevoegen: uitjes, peperkorrels en/of jeneverbessen.

TIP 1 : Op de fles of de pot kan je een etiket plakken
of met schoolbordverf een etiket maken.

TIP 2 : Over de deksel een
sierdekseltje haken met dit haakpatroon


BRON:
mentholcristales.com

18.5.13

~Amazing Driftwood Horses

Pictured:
The stunning life-like horse sculptures
made entirely of driftwood washed up on the beach
by Artist Heather Jansch
..WEBSITE..


The work of Heather Jansch started from her
two passions: drawing and horses.
She has a very interesting and diverse biography,
many exhibitions, one book published
(Heather Jansch’s Diary: A Year in the Life of…..),
and another one in progress.

From a distance they are the embodiment of
equine grace, three creatures ready to burst
into a gallop across the sands.

Only on closer examination are they revealed
to be sculptures made, incredibly, from driftwood. 
created by artist Heather Jansch,
whose individual works take up
to three years to produce.

16.5.13


Every now and then,
when the world sits just right,
a gentle breath of heaven
fills my soul with delight...
~ Hazelmarie Elliott ~

7.5.13

~Broom

Cytisus scoparius, the Common Broom
and Scotch Broom, Sarothamnus scoparius,
is a perennial leguminous shrub native to western
and central Europe.

In Britain and Ireland the standard name is
Broom
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cytisus_scoparius

spanish broom
Spanish Broom is extremely toxic and poisonings
have occurred when substitutions made.
Spanish Broom is helpful around stores of food
to keep rats and mice away and was
traditionally used in this manner.

broom

An old form of broom was the besom, which was
made simply of twigs tied to a handle, and was relatively inefficient as a cleaning implement for it commonly
caused more of a mess than it cleaned up causing
it to be somewhat counter-productive.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broom

Broom_winder,_1956 Broom winder, 1956

30.4.13


"Soft moss a downy pillow makes,
and green leaves spread a tent,
Where Faerie fold may rest
sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright,
Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night."

- Elizabeth T. Dillingham, A Faery Song

8.4.13

rose kids
A Single rose can be my garden
a single friend… my world
by Leo Buscaglin

3.4.13

~Grandma’s Hands


Grandma, some ninety plus years,
sat feebly on the patio bench.
She didn't move, just sat with her head down staring
at her hands. When I sat down beside her
she didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer
I sat I wondered if she was OK.
Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting
to check on her at the same time,
I asked her if she was OK. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking,"
she said in a clear voice strong.

"I didn't mean to disturb you, grandma, but you
were just sitting here staring at your hands and I
wanted to make sure you were OK," I explained to her.
"Have you ever looked at your hands," she asked.
"I mean really looked at your hands?"
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them.
I turned them over, palms up and then palms down.
No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as
I tried to figure out the point she was making.

Grandma smiled and related this story:
"Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have,
how they have served you well throughout your years.
These hands, though wrinkled, shrivelled and weak have
been the tools I have used all my life to reach out
and grab and embrace life.
"They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler
I crashed upon the floor.
They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back.
As a child my mother taught me to fold them in prayer.
They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots.
They held my husband and wiped my tears when
he went off to war.

"They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent.
They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my
newborn son. Decorated with my wedding band they
showed the world that I was married and loved
someone special. They wrote my letters to him and
trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse.
"They have held my children and grandchildren,
consoled neighbors, and
shook in fists of anger when I didn't understand.
"They have covered my face, combed my hair,
and washed and cleansed the rest of my body.
They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken,
dried and raw. And to this day when not much of
anything else of me works real well these hands
hold me up, lay me down, and again continue
to fold in prayer.

"These hands are the mark of where I've been and
the ruggedness of life. But more importantly it will be
these hands that God will reach out and take when
he leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me
to His side."
I will never look at my hands the same again.
But I remember God reached out and took my
grandma's hands and led her home.
-- by Melinda Clements