is mine.
I found her in the Op Shop (thrift shop) on Friday.
& she sews beautifully.
I know by now it probably seems like I'm just a big fat show off - sorry.
If you'd like me to share some of my recent Op Shop luck please sign my Op Shop Wishlist.
Edit: An Op Shop is an Opportunity Shop or Thrift Shop.
In the laneway on the way to pick up my coffee this morning. I didn't touch it - I hope it made someone else smile.
They are popping up everywhere.
Do you know where this laneway is?
I ask the question daily. Why?
This is the reason.
If I achieve nothing else on kootoyoo I'll be happy!
Can't write anymore...too emotional.
Thank you B & come home. please
from place to place.
A couple of days ago it wandered in the door of Pia's beautiful houseboat & now it's attached itself to her wonderful project my heart wanders: a collection of subtle hearts in special places
I know this girl is going to be really excited by my heart wanders. If you're excited too - go & read more.
Thanks Erin for the introduction.
Image source - used with permission.
affects me in a way I cannot describe.
Two years ago I was lucky enough to have my hands painted with Henna by Somali women. I found the experience quite emotional - yet another powerful experience of women & community. I've been reading up a bit on Henna lately & then I came across Esti's blog (via girl ferment).
The images from Esti's hand project took my breath away. You can read the story of Esti's cousin whose hands these are here.
The universe served up another breathtaking Henna inspired project here (via design for mankind).
Further adventures of Jessie Jamieson in my Found photo album.
This is still the Lakes Entrance holiday.
I am really taken with the image of Ness (obviously one of the stylish sisters). The rippling water, the reflection, the beach attire, the pose, the hat & the paddling. Just beautiful.
Today the smalls & I made the silent walk to the Shrine for the ANZAC Day Dawn Service.
The sound of silence in a group of approximately 40,000 is truly spine tingling. It's an experience well worth the 4:30am start.
This gorgeous purse was thrifted at my favourite Op Shop.
It's so lovely & I was thinking it would make a good "coffee money" purse but I've decided on a much better use.
I've spent a lot of time the last couple of days at You are beautiful. Found courtesy of a link from this girl. It's nice. I like nice and it makes me smile.
So, if you haven't been stuck by me - you might be soon. Print yourself some stickers & get sticking too.
at Brown Owls last night.
When we were working through our bookings through the week I wondered if perhaps I was going to be seeing a blast from my past. But...her name is not uncommon so I'd decided it was just a bit too unlikely. Of course, the girl who stitched this owl last night with an obvious level of skill passed down from her Nanna is the very same girl I spent summer holidays with as a child.
The world is so small & Melbourne - it's teeny tiny. Forget 6 degrees of separation - in Melbourne I reckon it is about 2.
Brown Owls was really lovely last night. Lots of gorgeous new faces, lots of laughs & broad smiles. It's just a really good place to be. Pip has a great blow by blow post today. Check it out & come along to the clubhouse. It's ACE!
And another thing...did you know Brown Owl has a blog now? Stop in for a cuppa.
The order of the bath
I'm playing along with Bricolage Life & posting one of my found photos.
I have an album owned by Jessie Jamieson & dated 1922. I bought it because one of my dearest friends is a Jamieson.
I love getting lost in these images & just imagining what life must have been like. Jessie was a Melbourne girl & a pretty serious adventurer for the time. She travelled as far as Belgrave, Warburton, Lorne, Lakes Entrance & Sydney.
The images are held in a leather photo album & this image is titled "The order of the bath". The girls must be sisters because they all appear in many of the photos in the album.
Oh & if you are thinking that this crafty blog aint too crafty you'd be right & it's getting to me a bit.
I have been doing a fair bit of crafting it's just the top secret kind. Hopefully I'll have something crafty to share tomorrow.
30 days of the everyday.
First things first, let's get the housekeeping out of the way. Here are the contents of my packages from yesterday.
These beautiful necklaces from Chocolate & Steel. How cute is her receipt - a little paper plane.
Some of Lara's fabric. I'm looking forward to making something special with these.
Finally a not photoworthy little book which I purchased online & I'm pretty excited about.
And now about the 30 days...
I have gained so much from this 30 day gig. I'm pretty much a head down bum up kind of girl & I really thought that having this blog had made me "stop & smell the roses".
The 30 days proved me wrong. I've found myself really taking stock of what & who is around me & valuing & appreciating the hand I'm playing at the moment. It's a good life - even when it feels a bit out of control. I'm so lucky & I'm really focussing on living my life to the full & making the most of every minute.
I read this interview with Kristi Arnold on Design for Mankind during my 30 days & I wanted to share this snippet...
Best advice anyone ever gave you?
K: Don't wait for opportunities to come to you. Seek them out, create your own options. I think a lot of people get stuck in places...waiting for something big to happen...then 10 years pass by and they are still in the same place, wondering what happened.
one ear on the cricket & one ear on the kids.
period.
Of course, I'm no Picasso but I figure I'm entitled to a little red influence.
I've been obsessed with all things red for quite some time.
This friendship quilt is what really began my love affair with red.
It was made as a parting gift for my Great Grandmother when she left Canada in the 1920's. It was my Grandfather's bedspread as a child & I am now the custodian of it! It is my most treasured item. When I was growing up it lived in a trunk at the end of my Mum's bed. I used to get it out & run my fingertips over the stitches. So much history & so much love.
I'm determined to have a crack at some redwork in the next couple of months. I just love it.
Welcome to my Red Phase (not being called a period for obvious reasons). I'll be sharing lots of red goodness over the next few days.