Bookmarks, lost socks, winding down.

Well the good news is that I finally have a computer after weeks without one, so hopefully I can get myself back into blogging regularly. It's been a struggle!

Here are a few things we've been making at our place lately.

It's been wet and rainy, so on the weekend we made some bookmarks using cardboard boxes and fabric scraps. Aidan is getting so grown up now!

 

 

 

As usual the button sorting provided another hour of so of amusement. :)

 

A retro cubby was made using Nan's table. It's a great table for this activity. A feast was consumed inside.

 

 

 

I added a bit of Nan's kitchen under sink vinyl to my little kitchen corner of love.

 

 

I made a cushion from recycled materials and the tiny scrap of Sarah Kay fabric I found at the op shop a while ago.

 

 

 

 

Liam had to make something out of trash for school, so he made a stool from an electrical cable I found on the side of the road last year while I was out walking. I only picked it up because I didn't like seeing it there and was annoyed at the trades person who had dumped it, so I brought it home, and it sat out near the front door for a few months. Inspiration finally came. Liam was impressed, and so was his teacher, who let him sit on it for the day at school.

 

 

And lastly, my lost sock wall, with a little play on words, on a topic close to my heart.

 

 

My making has slowed down a little, deliberately, and I've been in two minds about it. I needed to slow down, to actually get some sleep and stop from going mad, but I do miss my frantic creativity a little. I'm still finding my balance. I've started yoga, and actually started reading a book again, and loving it. So I'm a little sad to be making less, but very happy to be learning to relax again, and loving the transformative world of books once again.

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams

Back in January the kids and I wrote down our dreams for 2013. Mr Crafty was supposed to write his down too so we could put them all together and maybe bury them somewhere for a year. Mr Crafty never got around to it, so yesterday I decided to do something with the dreams, with the help of Little A.

At the time when we wrote them, Juliet was going through an angry period, which I think now was caused by her fear after Dylan and I were in hospital over Christmas (hence the references to not being angry).

Some of these dreams have already come true. Juliet is definitely back to her world loving, positive and wonderful self, and Liam is almost a new child after being released from the oppressive teacher he had for over a year. :-)

We wrapped them up in a scrap of woolly jumper (inside 2 snaplock bags) and hung them on this tree half way down our driveway. They are swaying in the breeze, waiting to catch something magical.