Showing posts from February, 2013

Goodnight Mister Tom

I woke this morning and the realisation that now only one body slept down the hall hit me. I got up and walked into the other two bedrooms and cried to see the stripped beds and carpet which, for the past two or so months, has been hidden by boxes and books and clothes and guitars and all the other paraphernalia that university students need - or think they need.

It's all gone now. Or almost all gone. Son#4's room looks almost sterile; Son#5's room still has soap, socks and tools on the floor - but it's better than what it's been.

They've gone back to uni, leaving their parents to survey their rooms with every increasing sadness and wonder (did they really cram that much stuff into one room?).

Next weekend it will only get worse. Next weekend, Son#3 leaves to start his new job and only five weeks after that, his new life as a husband.

Suddenly - and not for the first time - I have a longing to go back to those days when my children were all little. Back to tho…

A Woman's Touch

This blog post has been a while in coming. Almost a whole week. But I promise it will be worth the wait!

Last Sunday DH, Son#3, DIL#3-to-be-very-soon, Son#4, Son#5 and The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4 went to the beach. The mission was to collect driftwood that the bride and groom are using for the most gorgeous candle holders at the reception, but we also just wanted to have fun with The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4.

Only a short while ago DH and I had taken The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4 to the beach and she had let us know - in no uncertain terms - that she was not impressed with the wind and the waves. Nor did she show much enthusiasm re the waves when her Mummy and Daddy took her last week - although The Most Adorable Granddaughter#5 took to the water like a duck to ... well, you know, water.
So, DH and I were all prepared to be sensitive and to follow Most Adorable Granddaughter#4's lead.
Uncle#4 went in the water alone ...

I had the privilege of holding The Most Ador…

Sneak Preview

I'm not sure if you can call this a sneak preview as I've already sneaked a few photos of the quilt into my blog. Just not the whole quilt. But now that the bride has seen it (okay, not laid out like this but all bunched up as I was quilting it - and she didn't comment so either she doesn't realise it's for her or doesn't like it or had other things on her mind or something), I think I can share it - and the progress on quilting - here.

There are now less than seven weeks to go until the big day. There's a distinct possibility that if I spend every moment that I'm not working, eating, sleeping, practising, collecting documentation for re-licensing, spending time with family on the quilt, I might just get it done in time. Might.

I'm pleased now with how the quilting is showing up and glad that I decided to extensively quilt the blue triangles. I'm even toying with the idea of going back and adding some more quilting to some of the narrow borders …

... The Living is Easy ...

(And the photography lousy ... but never mind.)

Obviously a natural!
If this gorgeous weather continues for another eight weeks, you won't find me complaining! After that, it can turn cold if it likes, and I promise not to complain too loudly.

Waitangi Day

Whatever you call it, every country seems to have a national holiday. A holiday that seems to be made for picnics and beach-time and getting together with family. Australia has Australia Day and New Zealand has Waitangi Day. Whatever you may think of the Treaty of Waitangi, I imagine that most would agree that Waitangi Day is a day of national significance - even if just for the opportunity to celebrate being Kiwi or living in this country.

Today we were blessed with sunny weather and we made the most of it ...

Now, if we could have only had golden sand as well (the sand I grew up with), it would have been perfect.

Flour-less Cake Recipe (That wins approval with flour-eaters.)

The problem with blogs - especially ones that aren't private - is that anyone can read what you've written. Now, that can be a good thing, and I've enjoyed a half hour or so on various occasions reading through the blogs of people I don't know. Perhaps it's a quilt blog and I marvel over photo after photo of wonderful quilts all beautifully quilted. Or perhaps it's a blog where someone shares their own personal faith journey and I find myself being challenged by the words.

When it's a personal blog it can be a little awkward announcing to the world something that you haven't yet told your family. A bit like Prince William and his Kate. According to the tabloids, the Queen only found out minutes before the rest of the world that another direct heir to the throne existed.

Not that I have anything to hide. But I wanted to post some flour-less recipes and for some weird reason I felt that I owed my readers an explanation. I am not gluten-intolerant - that I…