Tuesday, October 26, 2010

in place

colours and collections from around the house. A tea cup bought for a dear friend. I's newspaper hat gets pride on place. Sweetest sweet peas, a spring treat. A growing pile of books waiting for us. Summer by Gerda Muller an old favourite to be revisited soon.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

stop and go

news paper hat
Wake up
Go

On our last night away we were too bushed to put the tent up and slept under the milky way. It was my little ones first time and we watched and waited with anticipation for her to open her eyes the next the morning to see her surprise, knowing she would have forgotten in sleep where she was. She wore a similar expression of surprise back at home in her own room the other morning when she spotted scout cat at the end of her bed (he usually sleeps on her sisters bed) - a little event so exciting for her and another special moment for me to remember.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

waking from a day long nap cat has worked up an appetite. The ritual of nagging and wooing begins. Tonight I have some time on my hands and let him work a little for his supper. The sunshine and blue skies has receded and the familiar silver skies have returned. I am not complaining, it is nice to have a little of both before the long summer nudges spring away.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

on the road

a six hour drive to the Flinders. The passing country side changing as we go. We pass first the pink salt lakes and so many fields of canola to meet the mountains and the red dirt of the out back. We stopped at this hall in the tiny town of Locheil. One little lady modestly presided over trestle tables of her own work. Matinee jackets, crochet blankets, peg bags, aprons, child and dolls clothes, crochet bags and so many more hand crafted items. My daughter and I tried to estimate the time it would have taken to produce such a body of work, years and years. We are off for the weekend to my sisters wedding. More photos from the outback to come.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

we have been making...

...bunting for my sisters wedding and lots of it. Sewing by hand as my lovely machine has stopped turning over. New cat plays along, looks very dashing in gingham cat cravat.