Friday, 27 February 2009
I've never really done anything much like this before, and I'm delighted by its simplicity and effectiveness (although I certainly do need to practise to get the stitching just right).
I left Boo's little trousers in the lounge room for him to find this morning -- he shrieked with delight, put them on immediately, and paraded up and down the passageway for Daddy and I to admire him.
Which we did, of course.
Thursday, 26 February 2009
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
... and a vase of pink roses, which he picked from the garden and carefully placed beside his bed this afternoon.
Monday, 23 February 2009
Anyone who comes from Africa will likely remember buying them from stalls on the side of the road, and peeling them oh-so-carefully to avoid the vicious transparent little thorns. But the taste is so unique --and delicious -- that they're worth the potential perils.
I think these look so pretty in an exquisite bowl hand-made by my very crafty African Aunt. I love so many things about this bowl, but especially the fact that it is cleverly ornamented with beads from a necklace that belonged to my Ouma.
Sunday, 22 February 2009
We arrived early in a cold and grey February. On our first day we wandered through a country churchyard in Chester, and the only colour I could see anywhere was the vibrant purple and yellow crocuses, poking up through the carpets of dead leaves. It felt perfectly "English" to me, and since then crocuses have numbered among my favourite flowers.
These white ladies are less spectacular than the coloured crocuses, but just as charming none-the-less.
Saturday, 21 February 2009
Friday, 20 February 2009
Thursday, 19 February 2009
Boo told me on Tuesday that he has decided "not to cry" when I leave him at preschool, and he was brave and cheerful this morning when he went. I know he has a happy day there, and he always comes home in high spirits, but he still likes his days at home. I love it when he's home with me, too, but he needs the company of other children more and more, and it's time I picked up more work at the office. So off to work I go!
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Sunday, 15 February 2009
On Friday Boo and little Maeve made heart biscuits, and decorated them on Saturday (Valentine's Day).
But our weekend was so crazy with the wedding and scores of visitors popping in and out, that we only exchanged cards and ate our heart-shaped waffles on Sunday, after everyone else had left.
At least we've had our heart garland hanging up for over a week!
Saturday, 14 February 2009
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Wednesday February 11, 2009 ...
Outside My Window... The sun is setting, turning the clouds pink and golden, and lighting up the few patches of blue sky that have emerged late after an overcast day ...
I am thinking... of the many chores I have to complete in the morning before our visitors arrive for a long weekend ...
I am thankful for... a group of lovely girl friends from high school, who I caught up with for a hen's evening last week ...
From the kitchen... a heart-shaped zucchini and ham slice for today's Valentine-themed lunch at Mum's group...
I am wearing... brown cord jeans, a black skivvy top, and blue fleece ...
I am creating... woven paper hearts for a Valentine's garland to hang in the lounge room ...
I am going... to Rach's wedding, where I'll meet up again with my old schoolfriends on Friday evening ...
I am reading... Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis ... can't say it's really caught my fancy yet ...
One of my favorite things... is a long, hot bath (with or without Boo's company), with plenty of bubbles and a trashy magazine to read ...
Here is a picture thought I am sharing ...
Boo runs to the manor after a walk to Pinecone Station.
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Sunday, 8 February 2009
On Friday I went into the hospital to get a new insulin pump, and find out more about how it works. It seems to be quite an improvement on the old one, and I'm very grateful to have such good medical care. But there's plenty to learn and I'll be reading textbooks for a while.
Saturday was a day at the PowerHouse Museum with Maggie and the kids, where we took a look at the Star Wars exhibition.
Then that night I set off to a catch up with schoolfriends, and celebrate Rachael's hen's night at a fabulous restaurant.
We arrived home from a weekend in the city to discover that two of our butterflies had emerged from their coccoons. Such a nice surprise, and so lovely to be home!
Wednesday, 4 February 2009
Now each in turn has transformed into a perfect, silent, emerald chrysalis.
And today Boo has taken these, wobbling and jiggling on twigs, to preschool. Slowly the chrysalisis will turn black, then opalescent, and in two weeks or so the children should hopefully see the exquisite new orange-and-black butterflies emerge.
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
Flour, sugar, salt, milk, eggs -- still warm from under the hen -- raspberry jam and cream were packed and ready to go. The special duck measuring cups came too, the prize-winning recipe, and of course Boo's Show certificate took pride of place.
When the cooking began, seventeen little eager children excitedly took turns mixing, pouring, cracking and stirring. Then Grandma baked batch after batch of warm brown pikelets, while I opened a 'shop' in the preschool kitchen, and each child waited in line to choose whether they wanted jam or cream (or both) on their pikelets.
Sunday, 1 February 2009
No, forgive me.
If you no longer live,
if you, beloved, my love,
all the leaves will fall in my breast,
it will rain on my soul night and day,
the snow will burn my heart,
I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow,
my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping,
I shall stay alive,
because above all things you wanted me indomitable,
and, my love, because you know that I am not only a man
but all mankind.
-- Pablo Neruda (The Dead Woman, translation)
Luckily Grandma came to the rescue and has entertained Boo for most of the weekend, while Daddy got on the with job and I stayed in bed. For 12 hours.