A three day weekend…this should be made compulsory.
Oh, if only I could have a bank holiday every weekend.
We have taken walks along woodland trails,
and enjoyed some down time
I have made slow progress on my hotel of bees shawl #hobcal
but, I am enjoying the pattern, even if I do have to concentrate really hard. I really enjoyed hooking those sweet little bees.
I have also been finishing up my Baby Wilmer blanket, I just have a few more rows to add now before I border.
I hope what ever you have been doing has been just as fun.
With life now returning to a more normal ebb and flow following the festive jollity, I feel like I am back on the treadmill!
So I am being very careful to make sure life at home is given the highest priority. Which of course means in part getting out and walking with the boys and Mr R and of course the dogs.
Now the photo’s I am going to share with you may seem some what gloomy, particularly if you happen to live in a warmer part of the world. But, I have taken great comfort from pulling on my wellies and feeling the sometimes quite squelchy ground, and at other times the cold and frozen ground under my soles.
There was much fuss made in the media about the UK being hit by a polar storm, we were quite excited at the prospect of maybe being snowed in for a while…
You will be relieved to know that I survived the polar storm of 2017 and even managed to get into work!!!!!
I think I have enjoyed the walks just before dusk the most, when the mist clings to everything and envelops all…
because lurking just underneath the ground is the promise of spring. I can feel it when I’m out in the countryside. The biting cold is soon to be replaced with a milder air, a warmer breeze and a brighter light.
But, until then I am happy to stomp around in my wellies, looking at the footprints of what has stomped before me,
and exploring trails I have not been down before.
Getting cold and breathing in that damp air, because it means coming home is all the more cosy…
Don’t you think?
I love this time of year; for me it’s a real time of reflection, a time to look back in wonder at the year gone by.
And what a year it has proven to be, both personally and here at the Nest too. This year I have created a montage of my favourite memories, both hooky and the not so hooky!
Started with a lovely little trip to the worlds smallest library…in a phone box and finished with felt flowers.
Was filled with my Flower Fiesta installation and saw the release of a yarny little leaf pattern…on the house of course!
Maybe one of my favourite months this year as it was full of hookiness, creativity and some much needed soul restoration . Some much needed time away from studying for a PGdip, juggling placements, family, home and a whole heap of essays! There was the Robins Nest Square pattern release, followed by a tutorial for joining with a double crochet and a BIG thank you.
Well, April really did whizz by under a heavy cloud of essay pressure, but I did find time to look for some lovliness and learn a new yarny skill despite a Woolly dilemma.
Was permeated with bluebells, al fresco dining and a woolly win.
Left me feeling chuft!
was celebrated with a yarny give -a-way and a growing pile of PHD’s
Brimmed with crochet goodness; hooking al fresco, completing the very V blanket and tutorial and not forgetting the graffiti robin.
Saw the calm before the storm, a quilting Ouch! and the launch of The Grandma Collection.
Oh my days!
October held the secret of happiness…alpaca walking! Enough excitement for one month you might think, but there was also the release of The Grandma Mary Tea Cosy pattern. Too much!
Was bleak to be honest, but there was a WOW and a fond farewell
Ahh December and homemade damson gin, hooking virus style (post coming soon) and planning for project 2017 (launching in the New Year!!). And there you have it…a whistle stop tour of my 2016.
I do have one more special thing to add before I sign off for 2016 and that is to you…Thank you so much for journeying with me, I love having you along. I am always amazed by folk dropping in and reading what I write, it humbles me to my core. I hope in return you have enjoyed and been inspired, encouraged and been blessed.
Here’s to a very yarny 2017!
Humph!!…did you hear that…or is it just my tinnitus again? I think it was the sound of me falling onto the sofa from a parallel universe; where the last few weeks have spun by in a blur and may have possibly been the fastest few weeks in history.
I was hoping to have posted this weekend about the second tea cosy in the Grandma Collection, but that may well be next week end now…so sorry. It would have happened, but I think that in exiting the parallel universe I left my little pencil case of hooks as I can’t seem to find them…most distressing.
There has been quite a bit of Christmas hooking going on, but that will have to remain under wraps for now, enough to say I am in love with the pattern and can’t wait to share it with you all.
So, whilst I acclimatise back into the earthly realm, I will leave you with a little snap shot of the last few weeks…
Oh ok then, just a very quick look at some of the Christmas hooking…
Well what is a girl to do, when she is given a surplus of damsons?…
Gin of course!
I have read that many recipes for damson gin, I became confused. What follows is a conglomeration of several.
The ingredients are this simple…
550g of damsons (because that is how much we had!)
250g of granulated sugar
1 litre of gin
1 litre mason jars x2.
First I sterilised the jars with boiling water.
Then skewered the damsons with a sterile darning needle to get their damson juices flowing. I divided the damsons equally between the jars.
Next, I added 125g of sugar into the first jar and 125g of sugar into the second jar.
Finally, adding 500ml of gin into the first jar and 500ml into the second jar.
I gave the jars a little shake and then popped them on the larder shelf where it is dark…this is important storage information apparently!
I’m not sure if it is a good thing that there is an air space in the jars or not. Looking at the unopened gin bottle there was an air space. So I think I am going to have to do a bit more research. I may be topping up with a bit more gin, but I will let you know if I do. The jars will need a little shake each day for the first week and then weekly after that.
All the recipes differ on how long to leave the gin until you crack it open. Some say 3 months others 6 months and then others a year!!! I should imagine it is when desperate! Again I will let you know. I am hoping it will be in time for Christmas, unless I get desperate before that!!
Well lets start with the bluebells shall we! It is fair to say that the weather around these parts has been bizarre. We have literally had four seasons in a few hours. Rain, followed by blue spring skies and then a few moments later hail or snow and thunder. This is what fell from the sky during little ones football training
It was absolutely freezing needless to say, and totally out of the blue, as the start of the training session had been sunny. Any way, I promised you bluebells, which the crazy weather does not seem to have hindered. Here they are…
These little delicate flowers make my heart very happy and I just love climbing to the top of the hill, where the tall trees stand grandly, graciously carpeted beneath with this blue hue of lovliness.
Once through the wood and out the other side, the boys played and climbed and we took the long path back to the van. Stopping only to watch a kestrel hunt and to watch miss Jess and a rather handsome springer run rings around each other….oh and to play a game of bulldog. Of which I do not have any photos as in the first instance I was too mesmerised, in the second instance miss Jess was way to fast for me to photograph and lastly an out of breath me isn’t for photographing!
So to the crochet…