Yesterday I got home and the wind was ferocious, wild, gusty and fierce. I think it did ‘something’ to Big Ears and as he suddenly started running, really fast, and bouncing and jumping and leaping around the other sheep and his muma, stopping for a brief second to see if I was still looking at him, which I was because I’m the nutter out in that wild wind taking photos of cute lambs until my fingers went numb! I will admit to laughing out loud, possibly ensuring I really did look like a crazy women, but boy it was so funny to watch. He was springing off all fours like a jack-in-a-box and his dear little personality shone through his leaps and spins and bounces. Precious!
I still pinch myself when I look out the back door in the morning. The view takes my breath away and the ever changing weather reveals a slightly different mood so it never really looks the same to me. This morning I awoke to see Big Ears and his muma sleeping by the fence that surrounds our house. Out the back door and through the kitchen window I can keep an eye on him and fall in love with him a little more each glance. Oh and to top it off, another little cute as a button lamb was born this week. What a treat it is to see these cycles out the back door, beats suburbia for me hands down.
There are some things however that are taking a little getting used to. Heating is not as convenient as a switch, nor as fast as a moment or two. Heating now takes some time, building the fire, lighting it, tending it, and then waiting for the heat to start pumping out and working its way around the house. It’s a beautiful heat, and worth the wait for sure, but there have been nights we’ve got home from work and I’ve sat there eating dinner in two alpaca jumpers, a scarf and a beanie. Would have worn my wrist warmers too if I ever found them. These seem to be one of the casualties of the move, all three handmade pairs! Vanished, maybe to be discovered at some time in the future – like how the peeler turned up one day! But for now I am without wrist warmers so I set to work on crocheting another pair, in aqua. As you can see from the photo, this enthusiastic start was closely followed by unpicking. Despite using the correct size hook and yarn, they worked up suitable for a giant. So I’m going to try with another yarn type, same ply, different fibre mix. Fingers crossed. That’s my plan for this afternoon actually after I’ve done a few things on my to do list, I will then ignore the rest of the list and sit by the fire which is now roaring, and crochet whilst it rains sideways down the valley.
Stay warm, may cute things make you laugh out loud x
My perfect Sunday morning is sitting on the back deck in my pj’s, sunnies on and coffee in hand, watching cows, spotting roos, looking for foxes and talking to the birds. The best afternoon is weaving hills and watching cows whilst listening to the birds. A lovely evening is a big deep hot bath with the bathroom window open enough to hear the frogs in the top dam. A chorus of frogs can be really loud – and cheery! A favourite thing to do is take eleventy billion photos of the sunrise and sunset. Wandering the paddocks picking mushrooms for dinner feels almost like cheating as we didn’t do anything to receive this delicious bounty of goodness. Gardening on windy days is a bit like riding a motorbike without putting your long hair in a ponytail – I found out the hard way. Chopping firewood with an axe is harder than it looks, I’m still a bit scared of the axe despite chopping some kindling for the first time in my life and surviving it with all fingers and toes. The lushness of the green grass has to be seen to be believed. The grass in our paddocks is getting really long and we need to get some grass chomping animals roaming it soon before it becomes unmanageable. The wind has to be felt to be believed – all washing on the line must include peg reinforcement. We’ve discovered where a little family of roos live, and love watching them soak up the morning sun. We spotted a beautiful owl on our property for the first time today. Watching a calf run will make you smile every time. The weeks are long and the weekends fly by. It’s a battle to get everything done on the weekends, let alone schedule some down time. We leave for work in the dark and return in the dark, so live for the weekends when we can see our beautiful rolling green hills. But I sense big changes are ahead, so I’m sitting tight and rewriting my lists again and again, and thinking about garden designs. I’m a big list writer and if I happen to do something not on the list, I’ll write in on just so I can cross it off. Cheap thrills.
May your washing never be blown off the line and your list be full of ticks. x
We enjoyed our first flourish of mushrooms, they inundated us for a week or so then vanished! Charlie says they’ll pop up again as it’s only early in their season. Hopefully they do as wandering around our very own paddocks (and yes I still pinch myself when I say that!) collecting a basket full of fresh field mushrooms for breakfast with my hubby and my son was one the best Sunday mornings here so far.
What beautiful days Autumn gifts us with, foggy crisp mornings and warm golden afternoons. I just can’t tell you how beautiful the hills look now, my photos really don’t do it justice. They are blanketed in a gorgeous shade of lime green as the fresh new grass grows thanks to the sun-rain-sun autumn weather. If you pick out the bright mid blue in a pack of coloured pencils, you could draw the sky, it’s been picture perfect. The morning sky has been peachy oranges and as the sun drops in the late afternoon it usually turns a soft pastel dusky pink.
The fire has been roaring through the chilly evenings and keeping us toasty warm. The weekends are full but we are making sure to squeeze in our craft/sanity time. This lovely long weekend just gone I finally took my weaving off the loom. It’s been finished and waiting for its freedom hanging, for over a year – maybe even a year and half. So slack! Of course I couldn’t string up (or warp for you weavers) the loom quick enough to have another go. I’ve had this idea floating around my head since we’ve been here, of trying to capture the vibe of our rolling green hills into a weaving. I’ll let you know how I go, could be a year or two! Some craft happens quickly, other craft takes forever.
Just like sometimes things work out perfect, yet other times there’s epic fails. I had a big fail on my first attempt at Crabapple Jelly recently. Admittedly I didn’t use crabapples so there be my first error I suppose. And I’m a bit loose on following recipes to say the least. I won’t bore you with the other stuff ups I made like not measuring how much water I used to cover the apples, therefore ending up with twice as much as liquid as I should have for the weight of apples etc etc. I did enjoy a glorious afternoon of ignorance as I photographed my pretty little jars of blush coloured jelly before I realised they were still very liquidy after many hours and not jelly like at all. They were a little cloudy despite me being super careful not to squash the pulp and allowing it to drain overnight, but I was ok with that as it was my first time making it after all. I lived in hope overnight, thinking maybe by morning they’ll be set. Um no, this soft pink apple syrup would not become jelly no matter how long I waited and how hard I wished. So, with my make lemon curd when life gives you lemons attitude, I dug out the ice-cream maker and turned my flop into a delicious sweet and tart apple sorbet. I even popped some stewed rhubarb in a batch and made an apple and rhubarb sorbet. Quite the tasty failure. Not what I had planned, but then life’s like that isn’t it?
May your kitchen flops reincarnate as something tasty too x
Sheesh, October came and went in a blaze of glory didn’t it? Lots of hazy days, stressy days, sick days, detailed days, planning days, crafty days, gardening days and emotional days all steamrolled me through to here, and today I can finally draw a breath and share some happenings and makings.
I finished my “Craft for the Soul” blankie. I kinda followed the pattern in the book (thanks Pip!) with a big stash of the soft baby alpaca yarn I brought back from Peru last year. It has the most delicious drape being all made with alpaca and is surprisingly light considering its decent size. One day I will actually get around to updating my shop with some new makes, its been terribly neglected for quite some time now, but hopefully you’ll see it in the shop before too long… unless I decide to keep it… I mean it is pink and aqua alpaca!
The wilds of spring brought with it fruit feasts and cakes and birthdays and parties and peonies too. I find those delicate petal pom poms are such a delightful greeting after a stressy day in the office and can be found burying my head in one upon arriving home from work. That and a little watering of the veggie patch is my detox from the computer screen filled days at work, it’s grounding and I feel like a new person when I walk back into the house.
The gorgeous textural grey wool came all the way from Iceland, my newlywed daughter and son-in-law brought it back for me during their elopement trip there in July. A bit like the Icelandic sheep, this is a rough and rugged wool and I thought a cushion would make the perfect gift for them, you know a little bit of their Icelandic trip on the couch with them every night. Last night they hosted a lovely party for friends and family to celebrate their marriage. I hope to share with you some of the gorgeous photos of their wedding ceremony soon, but in the meantime I thought I’d share a picture from last night. It’s almost a bit ridiculous how cute they are isn’t it? They are pretty darn perfect together, and it’s really nice to be able to just take a moment to exhale and think about how lucky I am. Ahhh life is sweet.
May you bury your face in a peony one day too x
It’s been a while since I’ve shown you any of my crocheted or knitted goodies but I am still crafting almost every day, even if it’s just a few stitches or darning in a few ends. I have made lots of things… scarfs, beanies, blankies… some are for pressies that I can’t show you as the recipient may be a reader (hello!)… some are half finished, just ends to darn and motivation to track down… Some are finished and gifted without photos taken prior. So I thought I’d share a couple of crafty projects anyway. Disclaimer: they may or may not be pressies.
The last few weeks has seen kittycat visits, cute godson visits, and experimental learning with my new camera (reads: press this button and see what happens). After a little 45 minute run through with an Olympus professional on what some of the buttons do, I feel like pandoras box opened and I saw the bottomless depth and breadth of her beauty… so so much to learn! I’ve also been blogging over at Stockman Leathercraft and taking photos of the Quiver and key rings and belts that Charlie has made.
We are in the process of getting new wardrobes built at the moment so the place looks like a cyclone’s been through… there’s basically shit everywhere. It’s a mess and there’s no way around it and no amount of tidying will help. Well… actually maybe a bit would. But it’s all so overwhelming when there’s no where to put anything and nothing is in its right home or place. Vaguely organized chaos, emphasis on vague and chaos.
There’s also been some tweaking going on with the website (looks like nothing but takes ages!). Bigger photos, less fluffy stuff down the side, new menus and a new version of the logo. It’s a nice little refreshed vibe which I’m loving… so far… today… every time I look at it I see something else that I’d like to tweak. But for now that’s it… I think. I’ve started a new page called listen where I’m going to share some of my favourite things to listen to… new songs, old songs, fave albums, fave artists and interviews. I’ve only popped a couple of interviews in there for now, but there’ll be more to come I promise.
Wishing you restful Sundays and may your favourite songs be playing on the radio today.
” Hi, my name is Ruby Cherry-Berry and I love growing veggies and baking cakes. My favourite things are flowers, strawberries, cherries and bees. Especially bees, because without them I wouldn’t have my other favourite things.
I love to play in the garden and do a little weeding, but the best part of gardening for me is the picking bit. Picking flowers and picking veggies. The pretty and the yummy.
I always wear an apron when I bake as I’m quite a messy baker. I usually leave the kitchen looking like I’m the one that’s been tossed in the beaten eggs and rolled in the flour.
I’ll often hum a song as I wander about twirling in my favourite bee skirt.
I love to collect little treasures from the garden like pebbles and feathers, so a woollen cardy with a heart shaped pocket is the perfect cardy for me.
And because I love flowers so much I like to wear them whenever I can, these wooden flower buttons are my favourites.
My friends are Rufus Rad Rabbit and Heartface Bunnykins and my dream is to make a little girl very happy and be her bestest friend. “
Ruby was made with love, during a crafternoon with friends where cute monsters and other softies may were started with caring and generous hearts. (Some speedsters even finished the same day – I’m looking at you Sandra!)
Ruby and some of the other crafternoon creations will be gifted with love to the ‘Softies for Mirabel‘ for this year’s softie toy drive. I just love the fact that I can contribute to the community in a crafty and meaningful way. I hope that a little Mirabel kiddie will feel all the love and friendship Ruby Cherry-Berry has to give when they hug her.
Wishing you all the sweet stuff… love and friendship and cherries and cake.