Friday, September 30, 2011

this moment


{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savour and remember.

Playing along with soule mama.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

red stitchy vespa

the finished vespa

A red stitchy vespa on grey linen.

vespa grey linen pants

Sewn into little pants.

babe in vespa pants

One of a kind.

On Thursdays creativity of all kinds is plentiful over here.


… but before you’re on your way just one more gratuitous shot of my gorgeous boy in his new pants. (I just can’t help myself!)

baby O

Wednesday, September 28, 2011



The sun shined today. A break in the miserable weather we’ve been having. A chance to get out into the garden. With all the recent rains the weeds are rife. Out of control. Threatening total garden domination. It really goes without saying that weeds are not good. Ugly. Messy. Blah blah. But dandelions. Pretty. Enchanting. Fairy-like. Most of my time in the garden this afternoon was spent photographing this dandelion. A playful distraction to the real work of ripping out the multitude of weeds, dandelion included.

As a child my Nan and I would pick dandelions as we walked to the train station. There were lots and lots on the route from her place, growing along the fence lines next to the cracked concrete paths. We would pick them to tell the time: [blow] 1 o’clock, [blow] 2 o’clock… the number of breaths it took to remove all the spurs was the time of day. Fond memories.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

five weeks

5wks 1. 5wks 2. 5wks 3.5wks 4. 5wks 5. 

Still loads and loads of baby love in these parts.

Random points about life at the time of baby O’s birth:

  • milk $1/litre; bananas $12/kg; petrol c.$1.40/ltr; adult movie ticket $21;
  • wet, cold and overcast September – only small glimpses of Spring weather
  • Julia Gillard Prime Minister, labour minority federal govt; Colin Barnet Premier of WA
  • introduction of ‘carbon tax’ legislation
  • #1 song in Australia: Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye featuring Kimbra
  • big brother E loves rhyming words, drawing, Star Wars especially Darth Vader, tricking people
  • big sister M loves Dora The Explorer, dancing, playing follow the leader (she’s the leader)
  • pantone colour of the year for 2011: Honeysuckle
  • world economy woes, especially in Greece
  • civil war in Libya
  • footy finals – Swans lost to Hawthorn, Freo dumped Mark Harvey
  • peacocks are the new foxes which were the new owls

What do you think is note worthy about this particular time in the world?

Monday, September 26, 2011

really really really

red stitches

I ♥ red stitches.

the beginning

I really really really do.

Do you?

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Friday, September 23, 2011

Thursday, September 22, 2011

meet merv

1. Merv
This is Merv. He can be tad shy and reserved, well until he gets to know you anyway.  Merv is very thoughtful, and just like his cousin Morris rather sensitive. He likes to listen to Mozart as he drinks homemade lemonade through a paper straw. He is afraid of ladders.
2. Merv
It should go without saying that Merv is a passionate Sydney Swans supporter, and after last weekend has been feeling a little melancholy.
with friends
Not to worry. Hanging out with his friends Trevor and Victor always cheers him up.
Project notes: pattern by Jess from Pip’s first book, Meet Me At Mikes which I borrowed from my local library. Merv’s eye colour is amber, unlike his cousin Morris who has yellow eyes.
Be sure to check out all the creativity blossoming over here.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

four weeks


The world is gradually unfolding for baby O. Four weeks on the outside and everyday he becomes more and more alert, his eyes wear an expression of awe and wonder. Evidently he is making sense of it all, bit by bit.

4 @ 4wks

We’re all rather tired here. All of the children have colds. They’re all feeling poorly. It is overcast, windy and rainy. We’re house bound. The day’s hours fleet past so quickly and we’re all moving s l o w.

There is still time for smiles…

4 wks

…even in our sleep.

Monday, September 19, 2011

indicators of my baby brain

brainimage via 

  • struggling to write a blog post that uses sentences
  • standing in the grocery aisle without any clue what I need/want to buy
  • poor driving… finding myself doing lots of “sorry” waves after lane changes, multiple attempts at parking the car, bumping the car into a gate at Brown Owls yesterday (how embarrassing), wondering what colour the traffic light was after driving through an intersection
  • walking around oblivious to my leaking breasts
  • forgetting what I’m trying to say mid-sentence
  • unravelling crochet over and over and over again for the same mistake
  • wearing my clothes on inside out
  • taking more than an hour to write this post

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

sewing with e.

Master E. is a creative lad. He draws. He cuts. He pastes. A cardboard box is a favoured toy – a true treasure to him. He is developing as a photographer too and now he is wanting to learn to sew.


He has adopted a truly free-style approach. Totally hands free.



He intently watches the machine as the fabric moves through. His eyes fixed on the needle going up and down. He is absolutely enthralled.


I’m so thrilled to be sharing my love of sewing with the boy. I’m stoked that he finds the process as magical as me. Just like me he has grand plans of all the things he wants to make. The dreaming as important as the making itself.


The product so far. Beautiful yellow stitches on shiny blue material. Darling.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

frilly and spotty pink pants

frilly spotty pink pants

Ms. M has had a growth spurt. Not a lot in her wardrobe fits her these days. Concurrently an obsession with pink has developed. It is very difficult to get her to wear any colour other than pink.

frilly pink pants

To start her spring/summer wardrobe off I made her this pair of frilly and spotty pink pants. The lovely Megan gifted me a voucher at Spotty for Christmas and so in the recent sales I bought up lots of discounted pink cord. These pants are made of a very light weight corduroy – just perfect for these in between months.

Ms M wears pink frilly pants 

Ms. M  certainly has grown loads since her debut on this blog.

And before heading off I’ll let you know that Megan is hosting a giveaway – do yourself a favour and pop on over to throw your name into the draw.

three weeks

3wks 1.

3wks 2.

3wks 3.


Or at the very least slow down. Time you’re flying by too fast for me. Three weeks have already passed and my baby boy is growing and changing every day. I’m trying to commit all these special moments to memory, but experience has taught me how much I will forget.

Mr 4. and Ms. 2 now seem like giants. Just three weeks ago they were still "small” to me. I’ve been king hit by reality. POW. I’ve come to and now can see just how much they’ve grown and developed.

Time. So very bitter sweet.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

a bit of

crocheting on a spring dayI’m sitting back with my feet up in the gorgeous spring sunshine today. There is a little bit of hooking going on. A bit of lazing back. A bit of observing the orange tree, it’s new flower buds and leaves swaying in the soft breeze.stretching & chatting A bit of stretching out the legs. A bit of chatting with Ms. M as she plays in the cubby house. A bit of sky gazing mixed up with a bit of navel gazing too.hanging with Ms. M

There is a lot of creating going on over here.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

two weeks

two weeks old

Baby O is two weeks old.

Not surprisingly the sewing machine is yet to be visited since his birth. I’ve been itching to sew, wanting to make him all kinds of bits and pieces. I’m full of inspiration. Even so there are more important tasks at hand, breastfeeding my beautiful babe, spending quality time with Ms. M & Master E., and when there are spare moments resting up as best I can.

Just half an hour before my labour started a fortnight ago I finished sewing this baby kimono wrap. It is made from flannelette – soft and warm for baby.

kimino sleeping sack

It was one of the first items that my babe wore in the hospital. I feel good knowing that from the very beginning he has been wrapped in clothing made with all my love.

Early in the day I had made a little baby kimono shirt & pants with the same materials.

kimono top & pants

The kimono style is super easy for dressing baby – especially in those first days when Baby O had a canula in his arm.

baby o wears his kimono shirt 

Yeah baby!

Monday, September 5, 2011

eating from my garden :: silver beet

silver beet

The garden is full of silver beet, and finally I have the energy to harvest and cook it. Good timing too – the body deserves some replenishment. So tonight silver beet pie was on the menu.

silverbeet pie


Lovin’ havin’ an oven! Here’s the recipe.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Saturday, September 3, 2011

not yet in the garden

I had hoped that the first weekend of spring I’d be out and about in the garden… it hasn’t happened yet. No gorgeous spring weather today in this part of the world. Good down pours of rain, and I know that I should be grateful for such blessings, but this weekend I’m itching to get out into the garden and potter around.

Ms. M was gifted a Fisher Price camera from her new little baby brother. A thanks for being my big sister gift. I am proud to say that for the most part my children are really good sharers and so today her older brother got out into the garden while it wasn’t raining to take a few snaps.

E in the gardenAn interesting point of view.

I am so looking forward to observing what they find interesting and their perspective of the world. Judging from the first lot of photos that I’ve downloaded from the camera Ms. M has a deep fascination with her car seat!

As for the garden there are many jobs waiting to be done. Lawns to be mowed and edged. Winter crops to have one last harvest. Manure to be spread on the garden beds. Weeds to be ripped from the ground. And most enjoyable of all, cups of tea to be sipped while gazing at the garden and planning what and where spring seedlings will go. Maybe tomorrow.

Friday, September 2, 2011


cotton blanket

Babe and I are keeping very strange hours at the moment. No identifiable routine or pattern exists. We’re just sleeping and waking in our own rhythm, unrelated to the rising and setting of the sun and moon .

Baby O sleeps in a bassinet to the side of my bed. I’ve never used a bassinet before, my older two children spent much of their first weeks sleeping next to me in my own bed. This little babe has been doing some of that too, but with two older siblings also crawling into bed in the early hours of the morning* I thought it best to provide some personal space for this little one. “There were five in the bed and the little one said…” .

Prior to his birth I managed to hook-up a little crocheted blanket for his bassinet. Made from only one 200gm ball of cotton from Bendigo Wool Mills it is quite small. So is he. Perfection. I’ve not used cotton before. It is lovely and soft. I’m loving it almost as much as the bamboo. 

my sleeping babe

I wonder what he is dreaming of as he sleeps. He makes the sweetest little noises: sighs, giggles, grunts & farts.

* early to me anyhow – I think they believe the hours they keep are quite civilised. Where did the early-bird gene come from? Certainly not from me!