Last Saturday afternoon, while it rained and thundered outside, I started what will become a wall hanging. It was wonderful, after a frenetic few weeks, to find some time for this sort of creative pottering. I'm loving this so far. Once the letters are stitched down, I will arrange the triangles around the quote.*
And on a lazy Sunday morning, I came downstairs early with the kids. They got the paints out while I crocheted little rainbow squares and drank lots of tea. (And a green smoothie too, by the look of it. Melon, spinach and pineapple, I think. Surprisingly nice.)
They just need their white borders now.
2. A gloriously scorching hot first day of the school holidays. John bravely went out in the heat to the shop for a tub of raspberry ripple, and made ice cream cones for us all.
3. Packing our holiday bags. It's a tradition of mine to fill a bag each for the kids full of bits and bobs to amuse them both during the journey, and when we get there. The appearance of the bag signals the start of the holidays for them.
Slightly over ambitiously, I've packed two sewing projects (for the evenings), two crochet projects (for the journey), two novels and four magazines. I clearly think I'm going to be getting quite a lot of free time over the next week! Ha. Not likely, but I live in hope.
4. A two night stay with our friends who moved to North Somerset, and a day spent in to Bristol. They live in the country now (with chickens and everything!) and this was the view from our guest bedroom:
We visited the harbour area, drank iced coffee, splashed in fountains and enjoyed the sun.
We picnicked by the Clifton suspension bridge, and then spent a very lazy afternoon in a lovely park in the middle of Clifton lounging on the grass in the shade, before heading off to a nearby cafe for milkshakes.
It was so nice to explore a small part of this area in such beautiful weather, and it was even nicer to catch up with dear friends and watch the children slot back into old friendships so easily.
We are in Cornwall now for the next week, with my lovely friend Abigail and her family. We've all rented a house together in Gwithian, which is not far from St Ives. I am very, very excited. We all need a holiday.
See you next week!
* It's by Laura Ingalls Wilder.