It WAS beginnig to look alot like...WINTER

Yesterday was a pure excuse of a day in my opinion. It wasnt raining, but it looked threatening. It was mild, but very windy. There were no clouds, just a bland blanket of gray without shape or varying tones...
Today, you would forgive Ireland all its shortcomeings, because today was truely glorious! The sky is a dusty blue, the sun is beating down. The choir of birds is deafening, almost to the point of annoyance...but not quite.
Im just taking a break from my sewing, which is coming on lovely. I dragged on of our old yellow velvet armchairs outside. Its high back makes it ideal for long laborious periods of sitting in a ball being tortured with the intriquices of my embroidery......!

Redbush (Rooibos) tea is keeping me sane these last two weeks, and for Jane's introduction to the red/ambre liquid, i am truely endebted! it is a drink that must be escaped into..no matter the circumstance...and i have been drinking it with all things sweet and savoury...but of course there are no biscuits in this house...not even Rich Tea, for our sins...just an avalanche of Cadbury's easter eggs, or 'the devil wrapped in purple foil'...
oh i just break off another piece... :crack: and half the egg lands in your palm!

So i have been sitting outside in the yellow chair, with my purple sewing bag-Penny's finest-enjoying the sun and company of Suzie, who keeps thinking that my lap, with my embroidery on top, truely is her throne, and i cannot convince her otherwise.
Daddy is at the top of the road in the Hitachi digger manuvering stones, or diggin a moate around our vast kingdom...or at least that is what i imagine he is doing...

there was also a spider attached to my sewing, who just would not get the hint that i wanted rid of her, so after much mediation, i waited for her to crawl onto a loose thread, the cut her free...
eventho she only drifted a few feet away, i feel safer.

and now i can hear the muffeled tunes of the boy's 'early morning' routine...which i would much rather listen to then 2fm, or lyric for that matter...
because it means that he is home
and in a way
he is happy