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Introducing the bright and vivacious Lahoma.
Lahoma's name means 'the people', and there's nothing more she loves than a huge party. She is great at making friends and loves discos, playing tambourine, snow cones and roasted sweet potato. Lahoma really dislikes monkeys. When she is old enough she wants to eat an entire raw chilli.
Hope everyone's having a great day.
Luv Soul.
After two weeks with the flu I felt a tincy surge of a just a little more energy today. So I put it to great use and finished off a couple of totes that have been swaying in the window on coat hangers in dribs and drabs.
The first is affectionately named 'Freja'. Freja is a lovely deep, deep tote where books find sleepy happiness. Completely from op-shop finds (except the button) Freja is a unique once-off creation. I had a lot of fun making this one :)
A lovely big nanna doily and...yummy silver and gold button.
The second tote I finished off today shall be known as 'Transmission'.
I love how this quirky number turned out, a random cream/yellow bold pattern and two lovely tweeds once destined for men's suits. The icing on this lovely is this random patch which I absolutely love. A little radio man transmitting to the world.
On the back three little sewn on patches of fabric create some sneaky intrest.
These two totes, Freja and Transmission are now up on etsy.
Hope you are all having fun.
Luv Soul.
Today is an anything goes kinda day, so please excuse me if this blog has absolutely no flow whatsoever. I always have a few niggling pics that just don't seem to fit any blog...so this is the blog where they all find a home.
I love this pic of assorted cocktail hats bundled together for a cocktail, backyard, summery, birthday party.
These green oranges are getting busy in the backyard.
An entire box of used lemons behind a vendor at the folk festival.
A lovely old bench in Charters Towers.
A little pic of my sewing room.
Finally...the beginning of a beautiful butterly wing which was made by the art decor team (Woodford Folk Festival) to be worn by the butterfly walk tour guide.
Happy days.
Luv Soul.
Just a couple of days ago I spent a gorgeous day in our local park for a barbeque with friends.
Our doggy, Zephyr, ended up a little muddy.
After much rain a stunning array of fungi and lichens are blooming in the gardens. Here are some of the spectacular displays.
Some of the fungi were quite stinky and attracted a lot of flies!
Here is a stunning tree which grows through a deck. Everytime we visit this park I love to stand beneath and day dream up into its branches.
This week I have spent some time, in between moaning in bed with the flu, sewing some funky bags.
Here is the Lola Lotus Tote. The delicious button is an op-shop find.
The Nancy Mush Tote.
and...The Tasman Tote.
Have a great week.
Luv Soul.
Friday already! I think my brain is going a little soggy with all of this rain. It's been raining for weeks!
The verandah seems a little worse for wear, all peely and rotty. The paths seem a little slippery and growing.
At least the bog loving arum lilys are smiley and...
I'm sure this camping gnome with all of his red topped mushies is enjoying this weather.
Surely it has to stop one day.
Here's happy wishes to all the other soaked people throughout the world and thumbs up to the rest who are sun-baking :)
Luv Soul
I'm having a very...just keep breathing...kind of day. An entire month has skipped past in a blur and I'm not sure what I should be doing to get my little sewy business moving along.
Widdling away two weeks as part of a voluntary art decor team was heaven on a stick and the folk festival itself...well, lets just say it was wet....very wet. So alright lets be honest, it rained and poured and rained and turned into a slush of stinking rotten mud to the point where my motto became - gumboots, tent, tent, gumboots. Luckily I snapped some gorgeous pre-festival pics while the sun blossomed on.
It's not raining!
Introducing Jindaburra, a stunning Tawny Frogmouth. He became much loved by many festival volunteers while he lived in the ladies bathroom munching on moths. He was found orphaned by his human mummy and will soon be old enough to explore the world (outside the toilets).
After much painting, sawing, sewing, sorting (and hula hooping), it was time for a christmas break before the festival.
New block games to go crazy over.
Detective games and...
Yummy summer pjs.
When we returned to the festival site on Boxing Day...all 250 volunteers had been over-run by thousands of festival goers who just seemed to sprout out of the fertile earth like mushrooms! It was time for the fun (and rain) to begin.
Muddy boots and piping hot coffee...where's my umbrella?
A stunning bride in white.
Enormous puppets on stilts.
Despite the rain smiles shone through.
After the festival a much needed chillout was in order. Along with a lot of washing and scrubbing of camping gear!
Time to cuddle the latest addition to the street.
After a few days of being completely freaked out by living in a garden rather than a tiny cage, the six new hennys are extremely ecstatic. They scratch and cluck their way around a fertile garden with a lovely tree to squabble under and little places to nest.
Some of my favourite flowers and getting busy in the garden.
...would be great right about now.
Our little neighbours visit every day for snuggles, games and...
afternoon snacks...yum.
A little time for reading novels...this time it's Dracula.
Remembering the last bright sunset of the festival.
Hope you all scrambled through christmas and new years with a smile.
Luv Soul.
