Fable to Table

08/09/2026

Where would I be without these two? 💚

Dad, who turns up week after week to help me at the market—and still delights in growing ridiculously oversized broccoli 😂

And Roy, who somehow manages to turn all my wild farm ideas into actual, functioning infrastructure.

Fable to Table simply wouldn’t be what it is without either of you. I’m so lucky to have you both in my corner. 🌱

06/09/2026

Somehow it’s just happened 🤔🌸

We’ve been stuck inside with the flu making its way through the family, and I’ve been running through the motions rather than actually stopping to notice what’s been happening outside.

But look at my Black Doris! So. Many. Blossoms.

Last year it produced the most beautiful dozen plums. On a Saturday evening I looked at them and thought, one more day to ripen.

The possum thought otherwise.

By Sunday morning, every single one was gone. 😂

I will NOT be making that mistake again.

It really is my favourite time of year. Everything is waking up, the days are getting longer, and there are blossoms everywhere.

Happy spring 🌸🌱

27/08/2026

Neverland found 🌱✨

Although right now, it very much has that “I just moved in and everything is on the floor” feel. 😂

But hear me out…

Next winter, imagine this all properly set up. A kettle up here with a few rows of my favourite herbs drying for tea. A comfy sofa. Probably a little stereo system for sounds. Tropical plants for ambience. A coffee table holding whatever book I’m currently obsessed with.

The kids won’t be able to find me and I can legitimately say, “I’m just up the top potting plants.” 🪴

Neverland indeed. 😂

For the next three months though, this tunnel is going to be an absolute workhorse.

Over 100m² of new indoor growing space for seedlings and microgreens, with tomatoes, chillies, capsicums and all the other summer babies coming through — plus a growing collection of tropical plants tucked amongst it all. 🌱🍅🌴

Right now? Chaos.

18/08/2026

🌱 Want to see a little more of what goes on behind the scenes at Fable to Table?

Well, look at me being organised… Fable to Table emails are officially a thing. 😂📮

Once a week-ish, I’ll be popping into your inbox with a little farm gossip — what’s growing, what’s coming to market, what’s gone wonderfully right (and occasionally spectacularly wrong 😬).

But it’s also where you’ll get:

🥬 What’s coming to market that week
🛒 A heads-up when market pre-orders are open
🌼 First dibs on farm events, tours & workshops
🍅 The chance to tell me what you actually want me to grow

Basically, if you love eating what we grow, want to come and experience the farm, or just enjoy following this slightly chaotic farming adventure — come behind the farm gate with me.

The very first email has officially gone out today. 🎉

Join the farm emails here → fabletotablefarm.nz or via the linktree above

P.S. Apparently my beautiful first email is currently making itself comfortable in a few spam folders. 😂 So if you sign up, have a little look in there and tell your inbox we’re friends.

21/03/2026

One of the least glamorous parts of growing your food and flowers… 😅

Today’s job: brewing up a homemade liquid feed with molasses + fish carcasses 🐟🌱
Let’s just say… it’s a process.

Hoping this turns into plant gold and not a full-blown blowfly situation 🤞😂

But this is the behind-the-scenes no one talks about — building soil, feeding life, and doing things the natural (and sometimes smelly) way.

Wish me luck… I’m going in 💪

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13/03/2026

You can see it, but I wish you could smell it. The edible pineapple sage tucked into this week’s leaves and shoots is dreamy. 🍃✨

On the table this week: loads of salads, a few cheeky bags of rocket (next week there’ll be heaps), carrots, spring onions that look like leeks (an inside joke for those who remember my leeks that looked like spring onions 😅), beetroot, and big pumpkins rolling in as we turn the corner of the season.

It’s also the last of the beans, cucumbers and tomatoes, plus plenty of blooms to cheer the mood. 🌸

Fresh, local and naturally grown.

See you tomorrow at the Matakana Village Market. 🧺🥕🌿

06/03/2026

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It seems you really can’t beat locally grown produce.

06/03/2026

Your Farmher won’t be at the market this weekend, my regulars.

Instead, I’ll be celebrating our wedding anniversary and the birthday of the first man of the garden — the one behind all things infrastructure (and everything mechanical I break 😅).

He doesn’t have a green finger, but this little market garden absolutely couldn’t run without him.

While I won’t be spending two days prepping for market, I’ve managed to start flipping beds from spent summer crops into winter ones — a quiet but satisfying seasonal shift happening behind the scenes.

See you all next week 🌿

27/02/2026

There’s something about putting your name on what you grow.

Snazzy new workwear ✔
Proud market garden ✔
A whole lot of love in every harvest ✔

We might be slightly cheesy… but we’re fully committed 💛🌿

23/02/2026

Fourteen weeks ago I “lightly” raced the kids underwater in the pool… and smashed my finger into the end.

It hurt.
Not quite “go to the doctor” hurt.
Apparently quite “you fractured that” hurt.

This is not my first rodeo.
Skating the pump track with the kids? Fractured right elbow.
Re-enacting Super Mario Bros and heroically jumping from a tree? Broke the left one.

Conclusion: I am not built for competitive play.

Anyway. Back to the finger.

The cast situation has been… humbling.

Last week while harvesting flowers and mixing 10kg of salad greens, the finger cast disappeared. VANISHED.

I tore apart the wash station.
I searched the salad mix three times.
I mentally drafted the red-headline nightmare:

“What’s worse than finding a plaster in your salad mix?
A finger cast.”

I had resigned myself to composting the entire batch.

Turns out… it was in my glove.
Where logic would suggest I check first.
But panic is not logical.

Finger casts are now officially in the bin.

All produce remains cast-free.
And yes — we’re reviewing farm protocols for “over-enthusiastic mother injuries.”

Moral of the story:
1. Don’t race your children underwater.
2. Check the glove.
3. Maybe stick to gentle gardening.

Fresh, local and naturally grown — slightly accident-prone farmer included 🌿