Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
I haven't knitted since I was a braces wearing (teeth, that is), spiky fringe and poodle perm donning (oooh, scary I know!), didn't need a bra til grade 10, teenager. Many a scarf were made. Correction, begun but never finished. And one really big itchy jumper that my beautiful Mum took over in the end to put me (and possibly her) out of misery. With the recommendation of the gorgeous Corrie at Retro Mummy I have decided to tackle a simple little Debbie Bliss cardigan for poppet. Mum has given the go ahead. She perused the pattern and has claimed it looks do-able...for me. I know she wouldn't lie because if all goes pear shaped she knows who will be donning her Wonder Woman cape and coming to the rescue! Pattern, check...yummy wool...check. Now to find that perfect spot to start!
We are off to the Sunny Coast today so that my lovely man can compete in the Mooloolaba Triathlon...talk about completing something! Whoa, what an accomplishment. It ain't pretty though as I blubber not only for him but for each and every heart wrenching soul that runs past in that final leg with nothing moving their tired pins along but sheer determination and persistence. If this weekend doesn't provide inspiration for my little knitting project nothing will. I have packed the pattern, my needles and one ball of wool (let's not get too ambitious!) to begin with. Bang...and they're off and racing!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
And two little cloth dolly sisters. One for the newborn and the other for big sister to help ease her into her new role. I used the "Mae" pattern from Bit of Whimsy Dolls . A quick card, my traditional brown paper wrapping with a gorgeous ribbon and flower and all is done. Now all that is left to do is get clucky!!
Monday, March 22, 2010
With a surplus of apples clogging up my crisper I had baking on my mind. Monday needs baking to make me feel like the cogs of family life are turning back in their weekday rhythm. I love the weekend...chances to dawdle, ponder and discover, but at the beginning of the week I need that familiar hum of the oven fan to gently coerce me back to the ground. Today's delight plucked straight from an epic tome "Food of France" was Tarte aux Pommes. Believe it or not, the French (beautiful souls that they are) have a patron saint, Saint Honoré, to protect the art of patisserie! With this gentle guide whispering encouragement and Mozart playing gently in the background I followed the recipe methodically. A few hours (and a few dozen storybooks and nappy changes!) later I had a perfect tart cooling on my Great Nana's wire rack. Pastry and creme patissiére made from scratch! I must admit I was (and still am) a little bit chuffed.
Ladurée eat your heart out!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
If there is ever a favourite time of the week for me...it has to be Sunday morning! In the car early for a trip to the Chandler Markets to hunt out some treasures. Then an ample serving of delicious Eggs Bennie and a hot coffee at our Paddington café (not really ours...but one we've decided to claim as our own). Poppet delights in the sights and sounds of the flea market and often is the proud recipient of said treasures. Today's find...a vintage metal child's lawnmower! Wait for it...for two dollars!!! I would have paid a lot more for such a beautifully kept item but the victory is all the more sweet when it's a bargain too!
Hubby and I have made a conscious effort to avoid overly commercial toys and provide Bijou with simple toys that encourage that wonder of the human psyche...imagination. One, I must say is already blossoming beautifully! Yes, she still has toys that sing and flash but they are tempered with more gentle, hand crafted toys. We'd love her to have a little slice of our childhoods when we revelled in long days outside conjuring up games long forgotten but at the time, as magical as a dream. Our wish for her...blanket cubbies, building go-carts, dressing up as anyone or anything she imagines, making mud pies, playing spotlight, watching ants and wondering why, where ....we wish for her to dream!