How hard can it be

.......to get everyone smiling at the same time ( with eyes open)!

 

 

 

 

******wait for it********

That was the best we could do!

Bill spent the weekend mowing every patch of grass he could find.

But didn't dare touch this piece of loveliness out the front.

 

 

It has gradually become a lawn of freesias and the smell is intoxicating.

There was a quick peek inside the shed but no big working bee this time.

Mind you, this photo makes you think that nothing has taken place at all!

 

 

Den obviously has something in mind though.

His little cowboy gun holster was unearthed. He doesn't appear to be wearing it in this old photo though.....just the gun. That's what Tarzan does apparently.

Fancy dress night. Dennis went as Tarzan, I was a bonbon and Dianne was a parcel. The date on the back of the photo says March 1961. Dennis would have been almost three years old.

 

Aunty Ray made dessert....always a treat.

 

Several rainy days have meant I've been sewing up a storm back at home.

 

Sew and Sew

 

 

 

 

Needed to search my stash for some matching thread and found these. I have forgotten where they came from but couldn't believe how their colours were so perfect. 

There is something so nostalgic about old wooden spools of thread.

Archie celebrated his first birthday at the weekend. An early celebration and party so that Sam could be there.

Such a precious little man.

 

 

 

 

Frogpond Farmshop 

 

I have been quietly removed from Bill's shed. 

He made a table from an old door just outside the shed and I said, oh that would be perfect for me! I suspect that's exactly what he wanted me to say.

My new workspace for playing with flowers.

 

 

Happy Birthday Debby in the UK. This card is coming your way.

 

 

 

 

........may as well make it the whole week for that matter. 

 

Hello Spring

.....you gorgeous thing.

We have been home for a week now and much of that has been spent in the garden ( who would think...!), Bill mowing every piece of grass he could find, and me, weeding, cutting back dead stuff and closely inspecting all the spring bulbs that have popped up while making mental notes to plant more of.......well, everything to be honest.

 Like these for example...

 

 

Oh, how I love that orange trumpet, Jonquil Geranium.

I planted them in some tin things that I had collected from Dad's vegie patch. They look so pretty near our door.

 

Another orange trumpet....

And another...

 

Just as beautiful are the pale trumpets, like this lemon one.

 

Swathes of pretty mauve and purple.

 

And buds of all sorts ready to unfold.

 

 

 

 

The Cherokee Rose hasn't flowered for us before. It was grown from a cutting that we planted several years ago. It has buds for the very first time and I can't wait to see them open. 

Leucadendrons still look gorgeous.

 

The frogs have gone bonkers and these frothy little tennis balls have appeared in the last few days. The night noise from the pond is enough to wake the dead!

 

And then just at bedtime, this little guy appeared half way up the window. 

 

Frogpond Farmshop

 

 

 

 

Bill and his Dad and siblings, Sue and Jo celebrating Fathers Day.

Sue was thrilled to receive our  family footy tipping trophy this year. Mum reluctantly relinquished her two year hold on it!

 

 Our precious little ones.

 

 

Sewing for Kiann's shop.

 These funny little bunny ears are teething rings. I can only remember a funny coloured, rubbery, round thing when our kids were little.

Flying by the seat of my pants again trying to work out how to turn them inside out without all the stitching coming away. Wasted three but think I've got it now!

 

And a few more bibs.

 

I've been trying to think of a quirky sewing name for myself so that I can add a tag ( that's another thing I love, just like wine labels ). Everything I've come up with so far hasn't passed the Bill and Amy testing ground even though I thought they were great!

 So I'm still thinking.