inspiring a playfully creative life
It never ceases to amaze me, every single year, exactly how exhausted I am after a solid 3-4 days of doing nothing more than sitting around, chatting and crafting at quilt camp. And every year, I come home completely knackered, in need of a weekend to recover from my weekend. It was such a fabulous weekend. 3 full days of sleep ins and too much
This week has been non-stop. I even skipped out on going to the farm both days of the weekend to sew like a mad woman, trying to get my quilt camp gifts made. And somehow, I’ve managed to get so busy that I missed a whole 11 days of blogtober! I even had ideas for posts sketched on my calendar, but I just didn’t get
…the more they stay the same. This past birthday season, we have seen a new era in this parenting gig – teenagerhood. We’ve also had “the baby” turn six and move from preschool at the end of last year, to part-time homeschool, to officially being registered and a big-school boy (does it count as big school when you don’t have to get out of your
If you’ve been around here for longer than about 5 minutes, you’ll know that when it comes to crafty adventures, I am nothing if not highly suggestible. I’m like Pavlov’s dogs, but with craft projects instead of bells. Just the merest hint of an idea, and I am off and racing and studiously avoiding the housework in favour of making a mess in my craft
With quilt camp coming up (two weeks to go!), I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what to give for gifts, and I will confess, it has been harder than in previous years. In the way that life goes, we are all getting increasingly busier, with less time for crafting and other hobbies, which precludes some of the obvious choices of previous years. I’ve
It started with so much promise. A three day weekend, extended to four with a cheeky little annual leave day tacked on on Friday. The kids had been gone since Wednesday, which gave me Thursday to get through my to-do list along with a Pilates class and a lunch date with the mister. A flurry of messages late Thursday came through, begging for just one
I find it endlessly amusing, that despite my ridiculous number of works-in-progress, many of which are languishing unfinished after multiple years as I bounce between projects, when a project really tickles my mojo, I am in head first and will work on nothing else until it is done. My latest quilt is a bit like that. After finishing my last quilt, I was at a
In July, we took the children to Parkes for the weekend, to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the moon landing at The Dish. It was an amazing experience, being able to walk up the tower and around the azimuth track, attend talks by a whole mix of scientists, watching The Dish At The Dish (very cool, both figuratively and literally), and back up on day
It is a well-established fact around here, that I require only the very vaguest of provocations to hit the craft room and get busy making a mess. When a message comes through asking if I have any spare oil pouches on hand, what else am I supposed to do but get busy and sew one up? This 12 bottle pouch was whipped up for one
After a smashing start to the year and getting through my 2019 goal in four months or so, I seemed to hit a wall, and didn’t read much beyond my NovelTea Book Club commitments. With not much reading going on, It didn’t seem worthwhile doing a book report round-up, and somehow it’s been a whole 3 months since I’ve blogged about the books I’ve been
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