Showing posts from July, 2018

Not Yet

The first bulbs are out ...

the roses desperately need pruning ...

the sweet peas have gone crazy ...

the blueberrie are in blossom ...

the flowering almond needs something done to it before it takes over ...

the lawn is flooded ...

and I'm gathering seeds and ideas.

And yet, it's not Spring - not even early Spring - despite the rain (which we've had all winter), the wind, and the warmer temperatures. The danger of frosts is technically not yet past even if we've had relatively few this season.

I can't do any scattering of seed or transplanting ... no matter how much my fingers itch to get into the soil.

What I can do is, one, keep at that pesky onion weed so that it's hopefully all gone by the time I come to plant and, two, enjoy the bulbs while they last. Because, despite the rain and the buds and the daffodils, there's no guarantee that a wintry blast still doesn't have plans to come our way.

Creativity or Insanity?

We haven't even officially begun Renovations Round Three and it's already taking its toll. It probably doesn't help that I'm not feeling well at the moment or DH wants me to help lift heavy stuff (and from my perspective is incredibly unclear about just what he wants my role to be) or that we're living amongst chaos (which I hate). I know it will definitely get worse and that I need to find ways to manage.

It certainly helps that I have work to go to most days. At least I don't have to look at boxes stacked in the hallway all day every day. (As of today they have been moved into Son#5's bedroom but soon a piano and table will take their place.)

Having a room to retreat to that isn't too messy also helps which is why I'm desperately trying to establish a system whereby we are not drying huge amounts of laundry in front of the fire or storing too much of anything in our main living areas.

Taking a walk or doing some gardening also helps. I don't …

Round Three

I enjoy watching home renovation shows. Not the type where teams go in and transform a home in a weekend or equally short period of time (and you're left wondering how long before the paint starts flaking or cracks appear because the second coat was obviously applied before the first was even dry) but the shows where professionals makeover a grungy house and turn it into a beautiful family home.
Perhaps the reason I enjoy them is because I want to believe that there is hope for our old place!
But what really surprises me - more than the grand reveal - is how civil everyone is to one another. Spouses are making decisions about the home they are going to share together and they manage to blend two different wishlists without arguing.
I wish I knew their secret. 
We are about to begin our third round of renovations in this house and, frankly, I'm kind of dreading it. I think we've learnt to better listen to each other over the years but there are still so many areas that are…

Reintroducing The Family: Part Five

His grandmother recently referred to him as a rebel; his grandfather used to call him "that boy"; as the youngest he has always had a unique approach to life ... it's time to reintroduce Son#5.

Son#5 was not yet a teenager when he became an uncle. I have always been touched by Son#1's insistence that Son#5 be the first to hold his niece out of all the uncles. Son#1 alone recognised that his youngest brother - unlike all the brothers that had gone before - had never held a baby newborn into our family. And Son#5 didn't object (and still doesn't even when his nieces climb all over him).

I first introduced Son#5 here. Since then, he has grown into adulthood (where did those years go?). Unconcerned as to what others would think, he followed in the footsteps of his older brothers and sister-in-law and graduated with honours from a Bachelor of Engineering. We have yet to see if he marries someone in the medical field.

Son#5 has expressed an interest in a young lad…

Reintroducing The Family: Part Four

Last night Son#2 shared with the family a photo of Son#4 with four of his nieces crawling over him and added a cheeky caption. I won't share the caption (or photo) but it reminded me of a time several years ago when Son#4 was home from Uni and some of his friends had dropped in. I was babysitting The Most Adorable Granddaughter#3 who was just a baby then and had just put her to bed. I needed to pop out for half an hour or so and, without even a second thought, left her in Son#4's charge.

Apparently, after I left, the conversation with his friends went something like this (apologies in advance to Son#4 if I've misrepresented the conversation - something my family often accuses me of doing even though I try to stick to the facts as I remember them).

Friends, in disbelieve (perhaps even alarm): Did your mum just go out and leave you with a baby?

Son#4, unconcerned: Yep.

Friends, still obviously concerned: What if it wakes?

Son#4, still very much unconcerned: She won't wa…

Reintroducing The Family: Part Three

Sometimes I like to set myself impossible - or at least unreasonable - tasks. This year was no exception. I decided to knit socks for all my sons.

I have five sons.


Amazingly I finished them all bar one indiviudal sock by the shortest day of the year. And that one was only a week late.

Which brings me to Son#3. (Actually I'm not sure how we got here but here we are!)

I first introduced Son#3 here. I wrote about his engagement here and here and I shared photos of his wedding here and here.

Son#3 did a Bachelor of Enginneering and then followed with his Masters. DIL#3 works in the medical field. It is important to keep this in mind as you will eventually discover.

Son#3 and his lovely wife have just bought their first home. Four hours away. Four! That means we spend a lot of time missing them.

But we really are quite happy for them and try to make the most of any time the family manages to all get together.

Oh, and how could I forget their adorable baby?