Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Feather the nest

 If you saw the sorry state of the cushions in this house you might tell me to attend to my own soft furnishings before trying to persuade anyone else to buy them.

But I am hoping that adding pillows to the Handmade at Poshyarns range might inspire to me to run up a few for myself.


In the mean time I am able to enjoy looking at these soft pillowy piles of pristine new cushions upon my studio shelves.  I imagine them scattered generously upon plump sofas or propped invitingly in deep windowsills looking out to sea.

And as I daydream I can quite put out of my mind the tatty, dog hair covered cushions upon my sofa. 

Available now in my Etsy shop.

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Monday, May 28, 2012

And the sun shone down

This weekend the sun came to visit.

It warmed our skin.
It made us lazy and relaxed.

We gazed across the fields.

Sipped gin and enjoyed the scent of charcoal on the breeze.

We loved and laughed and wished for more days just like these.

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Slipping back in quietly


This space has been terribly neglected of late but as the sun returns to Suffolk I feel my tongue unfurl beneath its warmth and find myself reaching for my camera and my finding my words once more.

This weekend was the first to be work free in what felt like ages, I rejoiced in every moment; even those moments spent on my knees persuading weeds to part company with paving cracks.   Slow weekend breakfast is the very stuff of restoration - fluffy buttermilk pancakes, the first fresh raspberries of the year, salty butter and sweet maple syrup.  Washed down with orange juice and lashings of coffee.

I stayed at the table long after children and husband dispersed.  Sipping coffee and flicking the pages of a magazine and enjoying the sunlight dancing on the table.  It was heaven and three days later in the depths of another crazy week I still feel the benefits.



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Wednesday, May 09, 2012

Still raining

Now let me tell you something surprising, I love traveling by myself.  Spending time in train stations and airports, moving quietly through those strange spaces, that odd feeling of time suspended within.  I find it restful.  The feeling of bustle and purpose, people moving here and there like busy ants.  I especially like the airports.  I love the feeling of having all I need packed in my bag and the freedom to sit and wait.  To read my book and watch the people.  I have fond memories of sitting quietly in airport lounges sipping coffee and feeling, for a little while, as though I am living someone else's life. 

I do not own a Kindle but if I was still commuting by train or living a jet set life I can quite see the advantage of having all those books in one little package.  So when I designed my Kindle case I knew that it would need a pocket.

Because there is very rarely a time when you don't need a pocket.

This pocket is perfect for a travel card or plane ticket, I would pop my passport in and maybe a bank card.  Keeping my essentials neatly to hand whilst waiting in queues and reading of love, murder and intrigue. I would feel comfortable knowing that once in my seat I had all that I needed right there, no need to disturb the person next to me by getting up to rummage overhead.  I would feel ready to go anywhere.

But back to Suffolk, where the rain still falls, the smell of wet dog is ever present in my house and Suffolk is as green as I have seen it.  Bluebells nod heavily in the damp, grassy woods and the rape grows tall and bright, its acid yellow shines bright and modern against the steel grey skies.  A thousand shades of green seem to light up the landscape and the blossom and content as I am, every so often I let my mind wander to an airport somewhere and all the possibilities.

The Kindle cases are available in my Etsy shop or Not On The High Street and many thanks to Tracy of the lovely Dragonflies blog for being my very first Kindle case customer and mentioning it so sweetly in her blog post here, here

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