What Ho, Old Beans! Did you all enjoy the thunderstorm and much needed rain last night? I do love a good storm. My mother was terrified and used to hide in the cupboard under the stairs, where she couldn't see the lightning and the thunder was more muffled. It apparently reminded her of bombs during the war. My father, determined that I shouldn't inherit her fear, used to make me a hot drink and we would sit at the window watching it all. I think I love them so much now because I associate them with that sense of cosy. Anyway, the garden was desperate for some rain and it smells beautiful this morning; all fresh and green.
I've had quite a busy couple of weeks. I finished a number of wips that I had on the go, had a trip to London, did a stained glass workshop and decorated the kitchen. Actually, it's not quite finished yet - I still need to paint the cupboards, but I'm giving myself a break over the weekend before I start those.
Here are some photos that I took along the way:
The exhibition itself was great fun. We entered through a giant book and then all channeled our inner child as we sat in tents, walked through 'forests' and explored the Moomin house and Tove Janson's studio, all the while being accompanied by a guide and an audio description by Sandi Toksvig. Some of the exhibits were on loan from a museum in Finland and included many original illustrations and Tove's paint palette. It was a fun hour and it seemed strange when we finally emerged back onto the South Bank.
I may have bought a souvenir tote bag to remember the occasion! It's currently housing my 'Cosy Memories Blanket' - I think Moominmamma would approve.
We have been seeing lots of deer back in the garden. There is a baby one too, but every time he/she is there pronking around, my camera isn't to hand.
........ and my hat for running on cold mornings. The yarn is 'Mrs. Tiggywinkle' by Elm Tree yarns. The black flecks are supposed to represent her spines.
....... and here is my finished star. Gosh,my windows need a good clean!
Finally, I've seen far too much of this over the past few days:
Why does it always seem to take far more coats than you think it will? As for masking tape - I spent ages masking everything, only to discover that the paint either seeped beneath it or it pulled the paint off during removal. Note to self - don't believe R when he says that the cheap sort will do! The colour is Farrow and Ball's Dix Blue and it actually looks a bit darker in the photo than in real life. As I say, the cupboards still need doing, but I'm psyching myself up for those. It is such a relief not to have to climb over all the kitchen paraphernalia which was dumped in the hall whilst I painted. I never realized before how many racks etc. we have, and the dirt! I'm ashamed of how filthy it all was. Not now though. For the moment anyway, it's all sparkly clean and fresh.
Poor old Hamish, who usually sleeps in the kitchen, spent many a day in the garden and had to spend the night in the downstairs loo to allow the paint to dry without him moulting all over it! It was either that,or stay outside with the owls and the foxes. Talking of which, a fox wandered past our patio doors the other evening. I initially thought it was a cat and went to have a look. It paused in the hostas by the back door and stared at me thoughtfully, before sauntering off behind the shed. I called to R who immediately ran out to check the chickens. I hadn't even given them a thought, I was just mesmerized by how beautiful the fox was.
Anyway, I'm a little high on paint fumes, so I'll let you go. I'm off to get some fresh air and do a little post-rain weeding in the garden.
Toodle Pip for now. x