This space has been alluding me all week, posts have been written in my head but have not made it to the keyboard.
So this is a quick post just to keep my hand in, so to speak.The equivalent of a little light household dusting.
And a celebration of the most wonderful bunch of flowers.
A gift from dinner guests last weekend, this pink and green combination has been making me smile all week. I think it's spring in a vase.
I think I got my knitting mojo back too, I will tell more soon, there will be pink and green....
I find myself casting around for want of a post. I certainly have things to show you, a pair of trousers for me, a linen dress for Tilly, but they need modelling and a willing camera assistant, both of which allude me for the moment.
There is little to show you by way of knitting, Bloom needs seaming, it will be quick and easy, I have no idea why I haven't done it yet. I feel restless and scatty, I need to settle. The children are back at school and the house is almost clean again but I still feel at odds.
I need a new knitting project to fall in love with, I cast on for yet another Birch but only because I happened to have suitable yarn and could think of nothing else to make at present, I am knitting patiently along the rows each evening but the lace is failing to sooth my busy mind in its normal way.
Perhaps it is the surge of growth outside. The stirrings of leaves and blossoms, perhaps like the plant life my mind is experiencing a rising of sap! I am full of thoughts and ideas, far too many to follow through.
I need to focus and find my steady rhythm once again but in the mean time I am enjoying these blue skies, the appearance of blossom, I am soaking it up while my mind whirls away. How I love this time of year.
This year's first...
Water bomb war. It's just possible that dressing in a wetsuit and goggles may have given Tilly something of an unfair advantage.
Garden grown rhubarb. Just a few weeks ago this rhubarb was still buried below a frozen ground. Yesterday it was baked in a pudding.
Saturday evening G&T. Sipped outdoors in the warmth of the day's fading sunshine. Well deserved after a day of garden labouring.
This weekend the sun shone long and warm upon us here in Suffolk, we soaked up every single moment of those precious rays. It's so good to take life outdoors again.
I need to dip my toe back into the water of blogging. It always seems to find the words again following an absence. Like trying to get back into regular exercise after a break, Ok, perhaps not quite so difficult as exercising.
I thought I would look through my photographs from the last few weeks for inspiration.
So here we are, snapshots of life lived. Just a few words for each, a way back in, immersing my feet in the water so to speak.
I think perhaps Easter is the best of holidays, none of the pressure of Christmas, green shoots and a little sunshine, longer days and chocolate of course.
This cup was bought by Tilly on a recent jaunt to a nearby antiques centre. She said she wanted a pretty cup to drink her tea from, a cup just for her. She spent a long time looking at each of the china cups, occasionally asking my opinion, carefully considering. She counted out her money and as the lady handed over the carefully wrapped package she turned to me, her smile brimming over and said
"Mummy, I tricked you, it's not for me, it's actually for you" I could have wept right there and then, I almost did.
An unintentional pause in words and pictures. Easter intervened, a week of rushed cleaning in preparation for the holidays (why oh why do I clean the house before the children get off school??? )
A few quick words now and then back to normal production tomorrow.
I loved all your comments, so many words of encouragement and praise, so many voices from around the world.
I could have used a random number generator but that wouldn't be nearly so much fun for my assistants and I wouldn't get to show off the boy's clean fingernails, such a rare event that they should definitely be celebrated with a photograph.
So here we go, the winner is......
Nina, please email me with your details so I can send off your surprise package, no fairy cakes I'm afraid, but hopefully something equally pleasant.