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posted by Lily on cooking, family, knitting

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TweetMum left this morning – her lovely holiday over, she had to fly onto Canberra for a boarding school conference before back home to work.  We were sad.  It was so wonderful having her here with us – Abby especially loves it.  She and her Nan get up to so much mischief and giggling and [...]

posted by Lily on knitting

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TweetOh!  Just let me catch my breath.  If it’s possible Mum, I have sneezed more today than ever before in my life.  My Mum won’t believe this, she’s listened to me – her ridiculously sneezy daughter – for too many years to believe this possible.  But it’s true.  I need nose tampons.  Gross, but boy, [...]

bescarfed

Jul
2010
19

posted by Lily on knitting

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TweetOne may be beribboned, so I hereby delare that one may also be bescarfed.  Today, Abby and I are bescarfed :-) After a long night’s knitting – jolly good thing too, otherwise I would never have watched a fascinating program on the ABC about the Moorish/Islamic influences on medieval Spain – the school scarf is [...]

posted by Lily on knitting

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TweetI found a gloriously warm, thick, long red wool jumper at the Sacred Heart Op Shop on Friday – ooooohhhh … I haven’t taken it off since.  Except for a few hours Saturday morning when I took to it with a bundle of wee granny squares, hook and a needle. Hee! hee! hee!  Now this [...]

posted by Lily on books, knitting

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TweetOne thing we especially like about living in Melbourne is the weather.  Now many people may hoot with amazement at this declaration but we love the distinct seasons and at this moment, the cold weather.  (Except for the drying the laundry aspect – give me Brisbane’s eternal winter sunshine for the laundry). We love the [...]

posted by Lily on books, knitting

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TweetIt’s just such fun!  That simple needle with its saucy hook.  The freedom of only having one live stitch at a time.  The sweetness with which the fabric loops together.  The ease with which I can indulge in it no matter where I am. And now … I have new books (tee! hee! hee! hee!) [...]

sun day

May
2010
16

posted by Lily on books, family, knitting

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TweetThe cold has gone.  The boot is off.  The sun is shining.  There’s nothing to do but sit in the back garden with Abby and soak up the loveliness. I clip her toenails and brush her hair – it must be an evolutionary thing – a muma monkey grooming her bub (Abby will love that!) [...]

posted by Lily on family, knitting

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TweetWe’re addicted … to picnicking.  When I look into the packed picnic hamper, oh, I am so appreciative of the lovely life with which we are blessed.  There’s fresh sourdough in the bread bag, maple syrup and paprika chicken legs in the tub, milk and tea bags for a hot cuppa, dates and wee meringues [...]

posted by Lily on homely, knitting

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Tweet hee! hee! hee! hee! hee!  I am ever so pleased with myself this afternoon.  Is that okay?  Sounds a bit pompous, but this afternoon I carried out a wee bit of advice I found in an intriguing book “Living Oprah”.  Carol-Ann was reading it on the holidays. I had a look – and was [...]

posted by Lily on knitting

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TweetI farewell the girlie as she heads off to school and light a beautiful candle of mint and bergamot … that travelled across oceans to bring me good cheer and healing. I settle on the sofa with my ripple blanket … across my knees and crochet, whilst immersing myself in the gothic travails of Sir [...]

autumn light

Apr
2010
07

posted by Lily on knitting

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Tweet:: sitting on the bed :: :: honeyed  autumn light :: :: so many colours :: :: winding balls of yarn :: :: the wool bag :: :: ripple love :: :: a Brisbane autumn ::

posted by Lily on homely, knitting

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Tweet“That would be nice dear.  Not only would it keep our coffee warm, but if you made it long enough, it could cover the spout and keep the flies out.” [ this may be a Brisbane thing - if we leave the coffee press uncovered, flies dive down the spout.  Yuck!  And we've drunk them. [...]