Yule Rules # 1

doodles, My Sketch Book, portraits

I often find myself singing Christmas carols in the summer… But I rarely do it in winter.

And I often feel like wishing people Happy Christmas at random times of the year – Especially when I find they need cheering up. It sometimes work, if I’m lucky, I get a smile… :) So Happy Christmas! From me to you, to brighten the day…


“Happy Christmas!”

– But it’s not Christmas, you can’t say that yet!

– That’s your problem! Happy tidings to you and your kin….šŸŽ™šŸŽ¤šŸŽ¼šŸŽ·ā˜ƒā„ļø

Late Summer Night’s Dream…

Birds, Crafts, creativity, Knitting, My paintings, My Sketch Book

I hope you are all enjoying the summer… Here I am getting busier and busier like a little bee, starting slowly to prepare for the Christmas fair at the end of November.

I have never sold my knitting at a fair before, I’ll be sharing a table with a friend and fellow knitter and… we shall see!

I’m still trying to put together a collection for the winter. By that I mean items that will go well together, along the lines of a woodland theme.

I have been experimenting with knitted flower headbands, and garlands of knitted leaves…

Octopus’s Garden

Crafts, Knitting, Thom

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I just finished an octopus, to play with Boy’s fleet of pirate ships.

I finished it this afternoon while drinking cups of tea, eating vanilla sponge cake and listening to Mozart (Pure moment of bliss…) while Paul was trying to build a 2000 pieces nano Lego Titanic model and Boy was playing with his new pirate ships.

The patience of Moominmamma

Crafts, creativity, Knitting, Nature, photography, Thom

moomin mama knitting

Since being a mother I do often feel like I’m Moominmamma, with my knitting always at the ready in my bag,Ā along with Boy’s survival kit: Rescue remedy, a spare pair of woolly socks, a pen knife, a palm drill, a half finished pom-pom, notebooks and pencils for drawing on the go, string, magnifying glasses… And all the things collected in the woods every day: shinyĀ golden bottle tops, twigs and smallĀ sticks, pretty leaves, stones, bones, moss and pine cones…

And the patience. To wait. To listen. To be still. Even when a storm of wild, loud chaos unfolds.