I am looking forward to some rest and relaxation coming up and I have some catch up of letter writing to do and lots of little slow stitching bits to tackle as well.
It will be nice to have my husband off for a few days as well, his hours and my hours plus other things we have been like ships in the night so I am excited at the prospect.
Design days have been on hold for so long now and I would like to get some the ideas dancing around my head down on paper properly. I like to sketch a little something with notes in the margin truffling in my paisley drawers!! - you all know what I mean don't you!!! it does not sound good --
of ideas or different thoughts. I love those hours where thinking of things become a reality that jumps off the page at you. I sometimes get water colours out to look at colours and then of course it is that delicious past time of
Gorgeous fabrics and gorgeous threads it is something that I love and feel lucky to be able to do. It brings happiness and peace to me and I am grateful that I adore what I do.
So many little things that I need to get doing to clear my mind and I have written a list which helps me see I am achieving something as I put a neat line through each task completed.
I must just tell you one thing we managed at the weekend was to collect all the bird feeders in from the garden and clean them. Taking out any old seed at the bottoms and my husband being who he is took them apart, unscrewing every little bit. All washed and dried and put back together along with
all filled with brand new seeds, mealy worms, crushed peanuts and sunflower kernels. Nothing very remarkable I guess but it took a few hours. The commotion in the garden however was unreal!
Where was their food? What had happened? Must alert the humans to our plight? We could starve? yes that is what was going on and top of the chorus was Miss Muddy Beak who was far from amused! Anyway yesterday they were ignoring it all but today it was too much to for them and they went back to feeding - I think they thought they were punishing us by not feeding.
Today all is back to its normal mad self out there and the sun has been shining and they are indeed happy again. With the snow and the thaw plus the rain we had seed had got wet and stuck in the feeders and little tufts of grass seemed to be growing out so we actually sorted it all.
As I am sat typing this to you there is light mornings and I know Summer is on its way soon there will be stitching in the garden and I am so ready for that to happen now. It seems to me it has been such a very long Winter this year. Time to beach comb and sketch down along the shore and to walk through the forest for inspiration.
The rhyme he got this saying from was from In 1855, F. K. Robertson’s Whitby Gazette and published the following rhyme
The wind at North and East
Was never good for man nor beast