Well my apologies- no sooner had I my moment of fame as Mumsnet blogger of the day than I bogged off and nary a post since. We were down in Glasgow visiting friends -lovely as always, even if wine, late nights and dancing have been replaced by nappies, talking about breastfeeding and broken nights- and then we went down to Malton in North Yorkshire and returned to the farm yesterday. It is so nice to be home, even if we were greeted by a dishwasher full of dirty and now impressively mouldy dishes (threw a wooden spoon away, beyond redemption) and of course the ubiquitous washing. A sunny day today though so it’s blowing on the line. I was pleased to still see the swallows swooping amongst the derelict steadings and barns though- there’s the occasional nip in the air now and I wonder how much longer they’ll stay. A few more weeks I hope- they are the inspiration for my latest quilt, of which I managed a few more hexagons whilst away. You can see the construction on the back of the red ones, including a couple where the paper backing has been removed:
Multi tasking- writing the shopping list and ironing hexagons at the same time:
I spent my craft competition winnings on the background fabric and some nice zingy embroidery threads for the quilt:
I know I’m onto a good project when I’m just itching to work on it and get all excited thinking about its possibilities… more photos to come.
Before we went away we discovered a wild raspberry patch. The brambles are still a long way off but the raspberries are ripe for the picking, and pick we did. Sol, despite expressing huge excitement at the prospect of picking the berries, soon lost interest and played on the woodland floor, investigating and chatting to himself. At one point I looked around to witness a blade of grass heading nostril-ward, and some impromptu mushroom-picking called an abrupt end to the excursion. In fact four (four!!) days later, after much sneezing, the blade of grass made a slimy reappearance.
We have been enjoying the lovely little red berries immensely. Need to get back for some more- and then there’ll be the rosehips, and the brambles. Friends of ours have cherry trees in their garden, and kindly gave us a jar of tiny little jewel-like cherries. Solomon was the main beneficiary!
Well we’d better get out and enjoy this sun. I mean it in the most balanced, season-loving, all-things-must-pass way, but:
it won’t last…