I have to tell you I'm having a delicious week. Busy, but delicious.
It's been wonderful to finally feel a little smidge of warmth in the air. I have loved walking about town with Little B, allowing him to lead me the extra-extra long way home from toddler group via the old Corn Mill, the woodland (past the house that keeps chickens) and the canal side. Walking from A to B the long way round has been really enjoyable. Gosh, that boy has so much energy. It fizzes out of him from the minute he gets up (at 5.30am) and carries on fizz-popping throughout our fourteen hour days. Even total strangers comment on it, he just seems to radiate energy somehow.
Our sweet little piggies have been introduced to the joys of outdoor grazing this week. They are indoor dwelling pets, and it has simply been too cold and damp to put them outside before now. We purchased a run from the local pet shop and they are doing a stirling job of trimming my overgrown grass. Yipppeeeeeeeeeee, no more cutting the grass for me!
We decided on a walk this afternoon (up a stupendously long steep huff-puff hill) to spend an hour at a lovely peaceful rural field/park. It's known as The Rec, as it's not really a park as such, but there is a bit of play equipment for the Little People and a well placed picnic bench for Mums. The sun was warm! Yes, really it was! I removed my cardigan!! I even felt (shock horror) a little sweaty at one point. It's been a good half a year since I sat out under a truly warm sun (probably October when I was in Provence), and it made me feel super-happy today.
Even my flowers this week look as if they've been touched by warm sunshine. These tulips came from the supermarket and were a mere £1.80.
I just love the way the light shines through the petals making them look as if they are glowing.
The light in the studio is pretty awesome I have to say. Even on gloomy weather days it feels light and bright, and when the sun streams in through the windows, well it's pretty marvelous. As you can see, I was hard at work at my desk on Wednesday. Hard at it. Well you can tell can't you?
I'm in the process of trying out some new yarns for future crochet workshops, getting used to the colours, getting a feel for the yarn and how it works up. I spent a while familiarising myself with the colour palette, which basically involves drinking coffee and having a bloomin' good play. Lining them up, arranging them in groups, making notes of the colour codes etc.
I need to catalogue the colours cos I like my yarn to be naked. The paper wrappers get in the way, so as soon as I've noted it all down in my notebook, I whip em off. This yarn is pretty fabby. It's Drops yarn, do you know it? Drops Design is a Norwegian company which produces all sorts of different types of yarn. The one I'm using here is called Paris, it's an aran weight (5mm hook) 100% cotton and comes in 45 brilliant shades. I'm also trying out some different merino weights, I'll show you more of those very soon.
Now then, do you like my new jug? Affectionately known as my "Ken", the arrival of it on my shelf has made me really rather ridiculously happy this week. I have lusted after a Ken of my very own for a long time. Years. Many years. And last week seemed to be the right time for a little personal, spontaneous splurge.
For those of you who don't recognise the Ken reference, I shall explain :: the jug was made by the very talented and successful ceramicist Ken Eardley. His style is very distinctive and easily recognisable, and I absolutely love the simple quirkiness of it. His work is highly collectible and in great demand, and there is often a lengthy waiting list if you should wish to buy one. My Ken came from the wonderful Janet Bell Gallery, and luckily for me and my spontaneous impulses, Janet always keeps a stock of Ken's in her shop. I told her "red flower" and she emailed me a picture, and that was that, I fell in love and nothing would have stopped me from getting my hands on this beauty.
This is a picture from Yellow House Art in Brighton, showing an amazing range of Ken's ceramics. they look fabulous en masse, I think I need to be careful that I'm not forming an expensive addiction here. Steaaaaady. One Ken will have to suffice for now. But oh I love the blue leafy jugs. Love 'em I do.
The lovely Julia Crossland has been unwittingly aiding and abetting my Wanties with images of her gorgeous paintings feauturing Ken jugs. This springtime one is especially sweet don't you think?
Talking of sweet, Little B made me this heart yesterday. We had an hour or so in the afternoon when we were trying (unsuccessfully) to rest a little before the school run. He got out the Hama beads and decided all by himself that this is what he would do. Each bead was carefully selected with tweezers and placed on the peg board with great ceremony. He loves tools of any kind I've noticed. He loves doing stuff with tools. Or sticks. Or bits of string. We have lots of things tied up with string in our house. Or wrapped in sellotape. Busy busy happy happy.
The blue blue sky this morning made my heart soar skywards. Same again tomorrow? Oh I very very very much hope so.