Spring has finally, albeit somewhat tentatively, graced us with her presence here in the Hills. We have been fire-less for 3 nights now, but I'm not putting the firewood basket into storage under the house just yet. I'm still in catch-up mode at work from all the goings-ons of last week & am up to my neck preparing all the submission documents for my largest Tender which is due in 5 days. There's just a gentle hint of breeze today, & now that the camelias are fading, the rhododendrons have taken their spot with a blaze of colour throughout the garden. I'm working from home today, so have decided to take the whole lot outside & work quietly in the dappled sunlight, with just the noisy birds & my cell phone for company. Life is good & I'm grateful.
Life in the little village of Stirling in the hills above Adelaide in South Australia is just about as good as it gets! Enjoying a cool climate and 'hill-station' feel, Stirling is well-known for its 19th-century stone villas set on large grounds dense with roses, camellias, rhododendrons and huge old Oaks.
With 3 sons, 2 grandchildren & my work in a scientific business dominated by yes, more men, The Laurel Hedge was born out of my sheer desperation for something the boys just don't get & never will!
'No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it all too seriously.'
15 years of renovating was over - we'd just completed everything & were really enjoying our lovely old Victorian villa in the Eastern suburbs of Adelaide. However we'd always had a fondness for the country life & without warning we found ourselves transported by alien beings disguised as Real Estate Agents to a house on 1/2 acre of wild, rambling gardens in Stirling!
The house is circa 1972 & with all the 70's features. Open-faced brown brick walls, raked ceilings, exposed beams, split levels - totally yuk! However, it's inherent design is great & the location amazing - tucked behind a wonderful old laurel hedge in a quiet country lane in the heart of gorgeous Stirling.