Stanley the Rabbit.

Stanley's friends - Florence is still waiting for her face.

Stanley and the two paintings (well one painting and one paper collage) are all ready for the school ball auction. I don't know if you can read Stanley's label but it says "Hello, my name is Stanley. I like to listen to music and drink milkshakes". It has taken me quite a while to get the pattern right and I think I am almost there. Maybe in another twenty or so rabbits.

And a little peek into the laundry. The yellow is a bit washed out in this photo - it is much richer and I love how it contrasts with the pink in the laundry. My first real, grownup laundry. There is even an extra toilet in it! I'm thinking a chandelier might work well in there too...

Rabbits and Home.

This morning I am feeling more than a little nostalgic as I have been sorting through my photos from Australia. I am so settled living in New Zealand but it is heartbreaking to leave my niece and nephews behind when I say goodbye. Last time I was over (nearly a year ago) my second tiniest niece wasn't speaking and now she tells jokes and stories (her hands are pictured holding the rabbits made while I was in Australia) and her delicious big brother is now 'a big grade one boy'. My older nephews are doing interesting things like learning flute and cello and reading wonderful books that I love as well... Ouch it hurts.

However, after moving 16 times by the time I was 24, I think this stop in New Zealand is it for me, for a long time to come anyway. Our house is finally finished after nine years of working on it bit by bit and as far as the boys are concerned, it's their womb (mine too).

This week I thought I would focus on showing you corners of our house and what it means to me. In the meantime, enjoy the photos of the rabbits - I have now finished working out my ultimate crochet rabbit pattern and will show you photos of the final version early in the week. Take care and snuggle up in the sun (if it's sunny) or by the fire (if it's cold outside and not actually your house burning up). Love Kate xxooxxooxx.

P.S. I think my Mum is going through a similar withdrawal at the moment too. Go over and say hello if you can.

So... who wants to see the new room?

It is so clean I am a little confused. It looks like grown ups live here. Yesterday morning there was only mess... and today this. I keep popping in to make sure it is still there. Pinch me - but only lightly because I really don't like pain.

Home Again!

I am home again, very tired and in one piece. I can't wait to catch up on all of the blogging news and I have lots of photos to show you but in the meantime I will leave you with these little rabbits who were born while I was in Australia. xxooxxooxx.

A Bit of a Treat.

I am away for a few days, flying over to Melbourne for a family wedding... on my own. Jonno will be busy looking after the farm and the boys will be tucked up with Gran and Poppa getting lots of love and spoiling (in the best possible way). I am now at the stage where I have to finish off the packing in the morning. So... a very early night for me. Take care and I will have lots to post about next week! xxooxxooxx.

Sunday Morning...

I finished the border on Hugo's blanket last night and slipped it onto his bed while he was sleeping. It was just so lovely to see the boys snuggling together underneath it this morning as they filled up on early morning cartoons.

I will save the big reveal for during the week. May you find your Sunday morning filled with cosy moments like this too.

Yellow.

I love yellow. It gives life and warmth and joy. But it can be a difficult colour to use, particularly in a house. A smallish yellow room is always cosy, however, a big long room... not so much. So instead we have painted the french doors and bottom trim (as it travels around the room and up over the white doors) Sunbound yellow. Frank the Painter finished today and it looks like magic. The perfect living room for a big, blue couch... when the flooring, glass block windows and lighting are done... Wahoo.