Bunny Scarf!

One bow tie scarf down, another to go. I am planning a moss stitch variation for myself, without the bow! Hmmm, I need luck.

The "knitting is better than nothing" post

The only good thing about a cold,grey, damp day full of construction noise from the street is that you can always put on Kate Rusby and knit!
After choosing three balls of wool, (we all chose blue Sublime!!) I started on the angora Bow Tie scarf for Ivy!! This yarn is so so so so soft and the pattern so nifty and deceivingly simple.




and good bye lovely little furry friend, old grandfather Snowy Grey August 2007- May 2010- sniff sniff

Sprout Market

This afternoon we got on down to Sprout Market, a local community market in a community garden in Thornbury. WE met a marvellous person, Antonia of Ceiba Tree, dying fabrics with plants such as eucalyptus trees and onion skins, and made very cute toys . I took her pic and said I would put it up ion my blog. The Two Chickens were very inspired, and got me thinking further about my little cottage industry idea I have planned for the new (baby) year....still a secret , sort of, inspired largely by Little House on The Prairie...

God's Best Joke

For chicken two's seventh birthday we ventured to the aquarium. By far my favourite creature was this fellow, who must be God's best joke ever. Thank you thank you little guy for the great big laugh we all had at your expense!

Return from the Land of Morning (All Day) Sickness

Such a long absence from this blog can only be explained by four words...nineteen weeks with child! Or perhaps I should add a couple more...at forty! Yes, I turned forty, and discovered number three child is on it's way, accompanied by languid, sickly lollings on the bed, gazing out the window wondering when I should try being vertical! Oh, and continuing mothering, teaching yoga, and studying full time!
It is fascinating how joy and wonder at the miracle of conception and the impending visitation of another cosmic being onto earth can be accompanied by such dreaded, phsyiological and emotional ordinariness.
Most wonderful and novel has been the added constant joy and anticipation of my two darling chicken daughters, who await their tiny sibling with such excitement and curiosity. Daily tummy kisses, and infinite questions about the logistics of it all, how big is the babby, what if it kicks so hard it makes you fall over...
9 year old chicken remembered our friend who lost her baby, and then the question, "What happens if the baby dies in your tummy. Do you have to push it out?"
Answer: Chicken 2, 6 years old, " It just wasn't ready yet, it just goes back to God. It will try again later."
The infinte wisdom of the dreamy young...

Other than this Big event...
The odd felted gift.

An obsession with Moomins at story time!!


and the enjoyment of Greek Mythology told by a great yarn spinner, Padraic Colum.

Steiner Teacher training has been wonderful, with a current immersion in Norse Mythology, the time of the ten year old (Class Four).

Recovery Saturday

After a week of dental emergencies, head lice and skin punctures, I am ready for a day at home to recover. Playing nurse is NOT my forte, and I often faint at the sight of blood...particularly when spurting forth frm my youngest child's sweet hand! So poor little shocked nervous me needs a day of knitting and baking to bring the equalibrium.

Mmmm...roasted pecan and orange muffin...



The week at Steiner teacher training; two examples of the painting exercise based on a story of a little rooster who thought he told the sun to rise, and set off to tell it to stay down to prove it!


The girls amusing themselves with playing schools for hours...

Discovered Ravelry, a passionate novice knitter's inspiration!
Eagerly awaiting this Australian film...

A freezing Sunday Morning Market Trawl

Chicken 1 and I hit the Camberwell Market at 6.30am this morning! Rugged up in layers of wool, ponchos, cardigans, scarves, gloves, we wandered around searching for treasures. We found a basket of wool, and carded, dyed fleece (great for felting), old jumpers to felt, additions to our almost complete collection of Lemony Snickett books, which are too scary to read right now, but deliciously terrifying to look forward to. I found a knitting pattern book by Jo Sharp, even though I am unable to knit most of the things in there! I also found some yummy trousers in the perfect style for me!

Shopping done by 8.30am, we came home to a cosy eggs on toast, and proceeded to felt jumpers, which I will turn into a patched kidney warmer with chunky velcro to fasten. My lower back and associated organs will be very happy for that!
Speaking of which, my lyre is comiong along very slowly, on whack at a time!


And on to an afternoon of knitting for my dear friend's first baby boy. At the rate I am going, it should be ready for her winter in New York! The pattern is from a divine little book Last-Minute Knitted Gifts.