Jun 13, 2011 in Craft | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)
The rain here is a good thing. We miss the hot summer days that visited in May but here we are on a grey day with rain pouring down and it's a good thing. The south-east's farmers are operating under drought conditions and here in the west we've had the driest spring in a long time. Wind and rain are not friends to chickens but my little brood have lots of shelter in their henhouse and hedges, the greenhouse and, most often, in the porch by the front door where they sit and grumble for hours on end. Idgie has been broody for about two months, causing huge problems for the other girls but this morning she got out of bed of her own accord. Maybe she likes the cooler weather. Or it makes her nesting spot less attractive.
So. There. A hard week turned out well after all and I ticked boxes on five out of six of the Project Me boxes. And seeing as I signed at least three petitions I suppose I can half tick that last one too.
Okay next week, bring it on. But if you could be dry on Tuesday morning so I can work outside then that'd be awesome. Kthxbai.
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Jun 12, 2011 in body, Chickens, Craft, etsy, Finds, Self care, The Project, Yoga | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)
This weekend was brought to us by potato printing and branch weaving. Evie wasn't feeling 100% but she managed to bake some Play-Doh and print with some potatoes. I'd hoped she'd do some making of patterns and be all inspired but she's so tired bless her. I ended up doing the carving while she painted and stamped and had way more fun doing the washing up before retiring to the sofa to crash out. The child needs some sleep.
I took an hour on my own to go exploring with the dogs. Right now we can actually climb through hedges and down into the streams in all sorts of places that you can't see for brambles and nettles later in the year. The sun came out and accompanied us into the water although it was still very cold. Nellie's paws must have been little furry blocks of ice (Jackson wisely stays on land - when your belly is that close to the ground you stay out of even shallow cold water).
On a mission for supplies, I brought home these branches to try my hand at weaving on them. I particularly love the smaller ones with the beautiful lichen but, as I wove happily away last night, watching the increasingly dark Being Human out of one eye, I found that most of that lichen ended up in my lap. This is how we learn.
It felt good to be making something. Once I've had a practice run I want to weave something beautiful for the wall. Just because.
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Mar 07, 2011 in Art, Craft, Dogs, Evie, Finds, Nature, Wild | Permalink | Comments (7) | TrackBack (0)