I am quite proud of my first lace knit, isn't it a cute pattern.....

Okay so the photo's aren't great, but I took them myself and it's quite awkward trying to get a good shot of the back of your own head!!!.
I am quite proud of my first lace knit, isn't it a cute pattern.....

He has decided to take a little break from relish making and has now moved on to brewing his own beer. This huge monstrosity is now sitting in the kitchen taking up loads of space!!! This morning I received a text from hubby asking me to wrap the container (his baby) in a blanket to keep the precious beer at the right temperature. Don't want the beer to catch a cold now do we.....

I loved making this bag and have already drawn up another bag pattern, just off to buy some more fabric today. Isn't it amazing how even though I have an enormous bag of (ever growing) fabric I can't seem to find the right thing for my new bag!!!!!! Any excuse to go and wander around the fabric store......... Hope you all have a great weekend! X

Thought I'd finish off today's post with my all time favourite quote by a rather clever chap who went by the name of Albert Einstein.
Today it is Mother's day here in New Zealand and so I wanted to write this post for my mum who unfortunately lives on the other side of the world........
There is not a day that goes by that I don't miss my mum and wish that she lived closer. Every day there is something that I want to tell her, or ask her, or laugh about with her. I know that she is only on the other end of the phone, but it's not the same. I want to be able to pop round for a cup of tea and a proper chat!
Now believe me, my mum and I have had our moments, probably like most mothers and daughters in the world, but this has not diminished the love between us. A psychic once told us that he could see a rainbow of light that joined us together and that the bond between us was very strong. I love to think that we are connected this way.
I don't think that we can truly appreciate the love that our parents have for us until we become parents ourselves. Only then can we really know the power of that love, a love that comes with so much worry and anxiety, a love that is so selfless and beautiful.
I have this image of my mum in my mind from when we lived in South Africa, so I must have been about 13 years old. I remember coming into the lounge one day to see her on the chair reading her book and drinking one of her endless cups of tea (she is British after all). She is wearing a red top and her hair is about shoulder length, very dark and very curly. I remember looking at her and thinking that she was so beautiful. I still think that she is beautiful, and kind and generous and loving and caring and very, very much missed......
So today mum when my little cherubs were jumping up and down on my bed smothering me with kisses, I sent up a silent prayer for you to thank you for teaching me the art of motherhood so well. I know that I have been truly blessed and even though you are so far away, it's okay I know that I will be fine, because we will always be connected by our bright shining rainbow of light.
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO MY WONDERFUL MUM, I LOVE YOU! X
The bag is made using some curtain fabric from Spotlight that was ultra cheap in the sale and one of my old dresses. I loved the fabric of the dress, but it was a really bad shape on me, so I am happy that it has now been recycled into something new. I used the dress fabric for the pleats, the inside pocket, the inside handles and I also made the little patch on the front of the bag. The lining I made from an old purple sheet, so all in all a very cost effective bag. I think that I will definitely be making more of these as the possibilities for them are endless......


She was mainly led around the paddock by the instructor, but did have a few moments of holding the rein by herself.