A baby quilt for my goddaughter's daughter born this month. After making the Splendid Sampler Quilt for a year in pink and greys, this was the last colour combination in the world I wanted to do, but those are the colours her mother said her room will be in. It has blue tit birds and cow parsley and bees on, so it suits August.
A cover for her medical book with cone flowers on. They are in flower in the garden, so again suitable for August.
These are the first wheel turned pots I have made! There was an entire day allowed in the pottery room and boy did I need it to learn the technique. Really proud of them.
Everything survived the biscuit firing. They need painting in glazes next.
Let me show you the Forest nearest the cottage.
Crystal cobwebs with diamond dew drops.
A spider's hole.
Dead Men's Fingers funghi.
So many mushrooms appear overnight after the rain.
This is a special very old beech tree I call the Shroomy Tree as so many knobs on her look like mushrooms. She had the huge limb come down in the Spring winds due to rot. It was so sad to see. I will share the little dragon I have from one of the fallen branches next time.
Bracken is bronzing. It covers the floor of the forest, providing cover for baby boar in Spring.
At this time of the year these beetles gather together.
These are some of the oaks at the entrance to the Forest nearest the cottage. They look like they are dancing in the breeze with the shadows fluttering over the ground.
There is a particular place where you can look over some of the Forest to the west.
You can just about see the Brecon Beacons of Wales.
Squeak has joined me on this walk of ours.
This is the entrance to a mineshalf known as Lufty's Tump. it is boarded up now but when the weather was bone dry Son and I had a little explore. Yes I did take my camera so will share.
I love how the sunlight has divided into its colours in this photograph. As a child I would screw my eyes up to see this and try to draw the colours with felt tips.
Now back out through the woods home. The video below is 15 seconds. At the end you can hear the "kiew" of the buzzard.
I hope you liked the little introduction to the Forest. It is a very special place and full of inspiration.
Sorry I’m like a bus. Nothing from me for months, then 3 blog posts in a glut!
This is a 5 mins make all from scraps. It’s a bag to keep washed cotton cleaning cloths in, under the kitchen sink. It kind of sums up my current thoughts on how I want this cottage to operate. I’ve been replacing tatty carrier bags with cotton ones I have made, over the last few months. We all know about how bad the plastic waste situation is around the world, and I’m guessing that like me most people feel overwhelmed.
I mentioned in a reply to a comment in my last blog post, the idea of LAST MAKES. This is where we actually use the fabric we have been stroking and saving for a perfect project. If you knew for instance that you could make a last bag (for example) and make it the perfect bag for you, then what is holding you back from creating it today? Why not make something you know will last a decade and that you or a recipient will love it? A LASTING MAKE! With Valentines coming up, why not make a spec…
I challenged myself to use all my sock yarn. I managed these pairs this week. There wasn’t enough yarn left for another whole pair so I started making some Leonie Morgan hexagons from all my sock scraps Slowly they are making a blanket.
There are also some charity makes such as more lined bags, a couple of dried rose peal sachets, and 9 cup mats.
My pond has some 30th Anniversary plants now. We bought 4 salvias and a lavender. The others I already had.
Apologies for the hiatus. I locked myself out of here then google complicated things by thinking I was my husband and wouldn't let me in with his identity (surprise surprise). I think because I don't have a mobile phone, it doesn't think I am a person in my own right! PAH! Anyway I am back, as myself, and still don't want one of those devices. You can't get a signal in a lot of the forest anyway, so it is useless to me.
Come for a walk with son and I in the Forest on December 10th.
It was like Narnia with the White Witch in charge.
The only touch of colour in this photo is ochre in a puddle. The monochrome made you notice little details.
A snow laden seed head. The little birds can't dig through the snow to find food.
This Robin befriended us on the walk. As a thank you for the photos, we scraped a patch of snow away so he could get to the ground for food in the soil. I wished I had had some meal worms in my pocket for him.
Steam Mills Pond.