still here

the week has been busy but not particularly blogworthy - much traveling to the post office in pursuit of passports (and oh frabjous day! the man who served me in the post office this morning was called carl marks - swear on my mother's grave)

i did however make waffles for breakfast yesterday, viz

and produced these soakers or nappy shorts, as they were known in this house when young w wore them in his extreme youth.

 they are destined for my sister who is expecting a Happy Event (or rather they are destined for her offspring)

 and a photo of miss molly moth, ever the opportunist

community singing 2050

friday night

 rod laver arena

 crowded house

 along with a few thousand other people, emily and i had a foretaste of what community singing will be like in the nursing homes of 2050

weekend noodlings

the weekend has been spent Getting Things Done - planting, lawn mowing, trips to the nursery and the large hardware emporium to buy things like hoses, metal chook food bins and new mesh for the back screen door.

it took a while before i could make the bed yesterday

 and the time had come to cull my side of the bed and return books and magazines to their lawful places - i think when the reading pile reaches the windowsill, Something Must Be Done

little to report on the creative side although i had an idea for the next component of the piece i started last week...

mango-arama

we are luxuriating in luscious mangoes thanks to suse's school funding raising activities.
they are drippily, gorgeously redolent of sunshine and warm air - i could bathe in them....

have i shown you my possum?

i found this on ebay and couldn't resist. it's ok - he's from new zealand where they are noxious vermin - an introduced species that is bent on wiping out the indigenous flora and fauna.

i'm sure he died a peaceful death, surrounded by family and friends.and toby looooves him

lancefieldian loot

i made a successful foray into the lancefield op shop yesterday - looky here
a depression glass butter dish in perfect condition, ready to protect the seascrumpian butter from the depredations of miss molly moth

i also bought some old linens - currently in the wash - and this little nighty - all the smocking done, just waiting to be made up then i found some amazing vanilla slices at the bakery (a couple even made it home to a grateful family)

and here is the chocolate cake i made for sunday night's dessert - my contribution to the sewjourn common weal
while i was away i redunked the silk in more beetroot and added a doily and some aged cotton sheet to keep it company

craft camp

it's a unofficial long weekend here in melbourne as there is some horse-race or other happening tomorrow (la tasse de melbourne...)

but yesterday there was a gathering of the Tribe at sewjourn and what a wonderful, relaxing, laughing, creative time we had. craft camp actually started on friday and there was a shifting crowd of crafters moving in and out of the studio - suse, janet, kate and yuki formed the core while we part-timers came and went.

we knitted
sewed,
stitched,
sketched,
ate,
took photos,and prayed to the felting goddess.i made sure i didn't park in the swamp again - although the scars of the previous bogging are still in evidence.after staying up knitting and chatting and comparing pit fur, we finally went to bed just before 2am. so i looked a bit worse for wear when i woke up. but quickly recoveredi started a new piece this weekend and made a fair bit of progress at sewjourn. the base is an old cotton cot sheet i found at the op shop and i am stitching fragments of silk, cotton, linen and lace gleaned from the stash and ancient garments.

back later to show you my lancefield op shop booty