Today, I noticed the sunlight coming in through the glass block in our bathroom in the most beautiful way. I remember the same thing happening about a year ago, snapping a photo of my youngest son, Jasper, gazing at it full of wonder and excitement. So today, when I saw it appear again, I called for him and snapped another photo of his little face smiling in front of the magical light. Now that I am posting this photo, I see that the very last entry I made was of the image of Jasper in front of the beautiful play of light on the bathroom wall 11 months ago.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Illumination
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sunlight shining through the glass block wall in our bathroom. Jasper: This is the most beautiful thing ever.
Christmas Animation
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A Christmas egg set from beginning to end 🙂
Baby Brother
A poem I wrote before I had children.
Is this my little baby brother?
I think I’d better ask my Mother.
For I am dark and he is fair,
I have brown curls,
He has straight hair.
My eyes are brown
And his are blue.
I’ve many teeth
And he has two.
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Can I be sure this is my brother?
Not a sibling of another?
Did you find him in the street
And take him home for me to meet?
Thinking that I’d share with him
And play with him and care for him
And brush his downy hair for him?
Please return him to his lender
Note attached, ‘Return to sender’
Keep him happy,
Not to mention,
Pay him lots of close attention.
For he will dribble on your chairs,
Pull your hair and chew your stairs.
Cry a lot
And sleep a lot.
Laugh out loud when you are not.
Drop his food and make a puddle
Putting Mummy in a muddle.
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But when he’s resting, fast asleep,
I go upstairs to have a peep.
He’s like an angel lying there,
With glowing skin and wispy hair.
My little brother, you can stay.
Just for a while, just one more day.
And if you’re good and smart and clever,
We may just keep you here forever.
xx
New Blue Hair
Everyone remembers
The day Judy dyed her hair.
She wept for forty days,
To see her out would be quite rare.
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She put her hair in rollers,
She tried gels and mousses too.
She used clips and bands and hair slides
But her hair still looked quite blue.
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But then she stepped outside
Because at last she did not care
And everybody gasped with glee,
“We LOVE your new blue hair!”
Green Yellow Spotted Dress
Beautiful simple
A moth, of all things, has shown me a beauty that can be found in simplicity. This moth has been living in our bathroom for the past two days and we have all noticed it and commented on its presence.
Something about its color and shape in contrast to the pale eggshell blue backdrop…
The little tear in its wing.
This moth will stay.
In contrast, I have been working on some highly detailed felting and have enjoyed the challenge and the valuable things I have learned from the process. However, I miss the simplicity of design of my previous work. More is not always better.
And I have a wool’s nemesis to thank for the reminder.
Custom Orders
I really enjoy making custom orders for people – usually one time only – because the figuring out is most of the fun! As I was searching through old photos this morning, looking for a certain image, I came across a lot of custom orders that I had forgotten about. So, here are a few of my favorites! Feel free to think up some of your own 😉
Thanks for looking!!!
Yoda Pancakes!
My wonderful friend, Lanette, had a brilliant idea. Blend a bunch of fresh spinach leaves in with your regular pancake recipe, call them ‘Yoda pancakes’ and make your kids grin from ear to ear. The colors are Christmassy too!
Even Grandpa ate one. But the adult version. With full fat yogurt, blackberries and maple syrup .
Inspiration
Sometimes it’s the simplest of things that motivates a new creation.
Today, I rounded up the boys for a walk to a large grassy area opposite our house. It’s full of Oak, Eucalyptus and Silk Floss trees and green rolling hills. I had in mind that we would collect lots and lots of sticks and twigs and acorns that had been blown down by the strong winds from the day before. When we had gathered enough, I planned on decorating them with paints and pastels.
Armed with a large bag and 2 eager boys, we marched across the street and started to collect many things. Sometimes it’s the preparation that is the most fun part and we had a good time fantasizing about the things we found, walking in the beautiful California sunshine.
While I was there, I found a twig. It was beautiful and golden with some leaves still attached and a little acorn cap clinging on for dear life. Instantly, I pictured a cute little bird inside the acorn cap nest. All day, I couldn’t wait to get around to making it.
So tonight, I finally did. I tied a red ribbon to either end of the twig and that sweet little branch that blew down in the wind now has a new purpose in life.