A rare moment of pink and sunlight dancing in our house.
I realised today while going through a forgotten about dumping box in the bookcase, how long it has been since I played with my watercolours just for the sake of play. This is precisely the sort of thing I am looking forward to when we return from our south island trip. And spending lots of time exploring collage work. It seems strange to think in a couple of months time I might have a little bit more freedom in my days and maybe even the energy to do lots of stuff in them as well.
Hugo's vest was abandoned for a little while this week when I was working on a birthday present. Now the present has been completed, it is back to work on this. I love doing stripes with an extra purl row, it makes the jumper look even more warm and cosy.I had thought, because everyone has been so great with their book suggestions, that I had better include a few of my own. If you think of any more, please add them in the comment section.
'Year of the Flood' by Margaret Atwood, 'Animal, Vegetable, Miracle' By Barbara Kingsolver (in fact anything written by Barbara Kingsolver is a gift to the world), anything by Alice Hoffman, I have just started on the Elm Creek Quilters series by Jennifer Chiaverini and if you love Kate Jacobs books than these are for you, 'The Raw Scent of Vanilla' by Emilia Bresciana, 'A Glimpse of Eternal Snows' by Jane Wilson-Howarth which is a wonderful account of the precious time she and her family spent in Nepal making the most of their short time with their baby son when the Western medical system failed them and 'Running with Scissors' by Augusten Burroughs if you are in need of a laugh and simultaneous shudder. There are so many more and I will try to include in my posts what I am reading. But for now, there is a kitchen begging to be saved from a big pile of breakfast rubble.
Oh yes, 'Garden Spells' By Sarah something or other, 'Of Bees and Mist' by Eric Setiwan, '20 Chickens for a Saddle', 'Little Giant of Aberdeen County' - Sorry I can't always remember the authors, they might come to me later.
