the bright flower's of winter

We have been watching the last remaining flowers fall of our tree's and plants

and are now surrounded by the twists of dark bare branches

We went wandering to one of our favourite places to explore which we call "The Worksite"

It's the council's unfenced area for dumping/storing sand, dirt, timber and big slabs of concrete

which is being taken over by grass and reeds

On our way through the land made desolate by the Gold Mining era we found some lovely bright flowers 

(Umm they were weeds...)

but they were lovely

Pearl did some propagating/planting with the seeds 

to ensure more colour on our next walk

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on the weekend.....

We held a birthday party for Dave's Mama and a surprise party for a friend (who ended up coming through the back door and surprising us!) and then on Sunday just a jump over the steam train track and under the bridge to the "Little Weirdo's Picnic" at lot 19, the Art studio/gallery space/cafe etc love child of (furniture maker )Mark Anstey.
We loved it all from the antique wind-up gramaphone DJ to the "Itchy Scabs" punk rock for 10 year olds with songs about Dinosaurs and how you think that maybe your Baby Brother is from Outer Space.
It was all by donation and so many people put so much love in to create such goodness on an otherwise freezing Sunday.
Even through a haze of Flu delerium I still had lot's of fun, but by Sunday afternoon i admitted I was done and retreated to bed.

A slightly mystical birthday wish

Sunday morn lego session

the beautiful exhibition space at lot 19 

blurry butterfly tiger Pearl

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off off and away

So, my 3 lovelies have gone on a little adventure to Australia's Capital...Canberra. This is where Grandma & Grandpa live. Which is a very useful place for getting your dose of big city Galleries and Museums.


I'm very sure they will spend most of their time at the Sculpture Garden in the Australian National Gallery.
These are some shot's from a few years ago when we went for the Folk Festival. Nana B gave fly swats as super bubble makers but they became useful for all sorts of imaginings.

I probably don't need to explain to any parents how strange and kind of amazing it is to have a few days all to yourself.

There have been times in the last 6 years of my life where there were vast .....VAST! lengths of time when I didn't believe I would ever have a second on my own again. 

When everyone said that they grow up so quickly I just didn't  believe them. 

They are right.

And all those folks that whispered (when you have weeks of everyone being sick,you have to move house,and you are pregnant suffering with Hyperemesis Gravidarum again)

"this too shall pass",

they are also telling the truth.

I love that saying, for it calms you in the chaos and draws gratitude in the beauty.

So now I'm off to crack open suitcases of treasured vintage textiles and patterns to make sweet clothes to sell at markets.

Hope you all have a lovely break.