We are tending to take more notice on our one hour of exercise a day structure in Melbourne for now.
I keep finding treasure in the many gardens and such adorable little and biggish homes I pass. Homes that must be filled with a vast array of stories that could fill a book. I think these little homes and gardens are exuding warmth, cosy and love in buckets; I feel it as I pass by.
I’ve picked flowers (trying to be discreet) from these blooming gardens and have started the process of pressing them in many old books.
What joy I am making with my miniature artworks and pressed flowers that eventually will be selected so methodically with my tiny tweezers to frame with this little series of local home studies. You may recognize your beautiful home over this series.
I will let you know when these are in my shop for a piece of history you may collect. x
I do love my early Friday’s when I only work a half day. I’d mostly dash home, whip up a quick lunch for my home schoolers; but more often stop at my favourite Pattisiere and grab some homemade pies and a cake each for the boys and I. It’s time for school to go back next Tuesday but I will miss being with them on my half Friday’s.
I should do the housework then but will be happy to sit and draw at my little table that looks out to my little deck.
I have to paint you and immortalise your heroic selfless acts in that of rescuing our vulnerable, sick Koalas left to fend for themselves often on their own after our fires. You are the hero.