…blogtober 2017…


Back in 2012 and also 2014, I completed Blogtoberfest (plus a partial attempt in 2015), and it was such fun. Posting daily, meeting new bloggy friends, getting immersed in the community. As far as I can find on google, there isn’t an official Blogtoberfest this year, but that’s not going to stop me!! For the next 31 days, I aim to post at least once

…adventures in WIP busting…


With a new burst of creative energy, comes an assessment of the rather terrible looking WIP list. There’s the 2014 & 2015 Frosted Pumpkin Stitchery block-of-the-month cross stitches. The 2012 Fat Quater Shop block-of-the-month quilt. (I’m sensing a theme here). The rainbow wave. A pair of socks. A cowl that I have now frogged. Project Life 2015 album. 2016 memory keeping in its entirety. 2017,

…what’s old is new again…

make all the things

After a full year away from this space, what brought me back? To tell you the truth, I wasn’t sure I would come back. The longer the time passed, the harder it felt to just start. Life since my last post in September last year was insane. A 6 week stint working a whole lot on my photography business. Then school holidays, then came four

…end to end… 


A couple of years back, my dad built us an awesome cabinet to fill an empty wall in our living area, and hold the assorted paraphernalia that comes with wrangling a tribe of kids. It was great for keeping bags and hats and shoes somewhat contained (though it didn’t completely eliminate the 8.55 “wheeeeeere is your hat???” panics), less great was its ability to attract

…just start…

just start mixed media

I have a horrible habit of putting myself in between a rock and a hard place. I see an awesome project or a new craft and I get all excited…and then I psych myself out, because I couldn’t possibly do that and what if I muck it up and and and….y’know, not that I over think these things. One such thing was a while back,

Quilted with love

disappearing nine patch quilt featured

The is something cathartic, for me, anyway, about being a crafter, when life blows up and words are nothing more than cold comfort. When emotion chokes me up and there is nothing to say, and tears wont help anyone, there is solace in being busy, in the repetitive rhythm of cutting and pressing and stitching and DOING. A very small doing, in the scheme of

send more snail mail :: December project


Back in April – three whole months ago, I started writing a post for the snail mail challenge. I wondered out loud what on earth happened to the last few months? In between school holidays and Butterfly starting school, and my mother-in-law coming to stay for three weeks, and Mr Barefoot travelling a whole lot, my crafty and bloggy mojo disappeared, and it hasn’t long

Challenge squared


Oh my poor neglected blog, how I have missed you. 2016 has kicked my butt left, right and centre, and the longer I went without blogging, the harder it was to find time to blog. Not to mention for various reasons I haven’t been crafting as much as I would like, and without craft, what’s a girl to blog about? So I threw down a

Butterfly Starts School :: paint smock

smock featued

  Even after 2 big boys grown and off to school, I still am constantly amazed at how darn quickly my tiny babes become big babes and I blink and my wee small girl is suddenly swathed in plaid, hauling a backpack almost as big as her, and wearing a grin so large it could be seen from space. Part of the adventure is I

maker’s tote :: summer sewalong challenge complete

makers tote featured

  Around the middle of term four last year, AJ shared with us the very cute Maker’s Tote pattern by Noodlehead. As soon as I saw it, I knew it would be perfect to stash all my bits and pieces in for out roadtrips, and next minute, out comes the C word. Yup. The challenge was thrown down, and so begin the search for fabrics.