School went back today for another term and the silence in the house was pleasantly noticeable.
We made a fresh batch of playdoh and rolled it out, cut out shapes, made long sausages and tried to make balls.
Some days are harder than others. From the moment you open your eyes in the morning, you feel the stress, the chaos, the pressure.
Being a mum comes with a variety of emotions, it brings pleasure, happiness, immense love, laughter, anxiety, fear, moments that make you smile so much and moments that make you feel like crying.
Today I am loving the cold weather, it’s perfect for snuggles on the couch, drinking endless cups of chai, making soup and having the oven on to bake delicious lemon tarts.
Our fridge is still full of lemons from mum’s tree, I have given away so many and yet we seem to have a neverending supply in there. We don’t mind because it means I can make lemon tarts to share around.
This lemon tart has been a favourite for many years. I like to surprise friends on their birthday’s or when I know they need some cheering up. It definitely brings a smile to their faces with its beautifully shortcrust pastry and tangy lemon filling.
My mum has the best lemon tree. We gave it to her on her birthday 3 or 4 years ago and it has given her what seems like a neverending supply of deliciously juicy lemons.
I don’t know how she does it but she seems to have the magic touch when it comes to her fruit trees.
I always say it’s her Mediterranean hands that do all the work but she says she talks to her plants because they need to know they are loved.
I love that, I love that she does that.
You know when you do something with love it seems to work out better.