Smiling, Each and Every Day
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Friday, 19 August 2011
Sunday, 14 August 2011
30 Day Vegan - Prep Work
Recipes have been chosen, such a delicious selection to choose from.
Shopping has been done.
And then with words and stunning pictures from her own kitchen, Heather of http://http://beautythatmoves.typepad.com/beauty_that_moves/
encourages us to spend some time in the kitchen, sorting, clearing, rearranging, preparing for the 30 days ahead.
Sundays were made for washing, pouring, tidying, labelling and after moving the CD player back into the kitchen ( DAB radio heading up to the bedroom I think ) some singing and dancing.
Stirring - applesauce and chopping and roasting - courgettes, onions and garlic for courgette and garlic soup made the kitchen smell divine.
With the kitchen feeling the place to be, heres to the next 30 days and beyond.
Shopping has been done.
And then with words and stunning pictures from her own kitchen, Heather of http://http://beautythatmoves.typepad.com/beauty_that_moves/
encourages us to spend some time in the kitchen, sorting, clearing, rearranging, preparing for the 30 days ahead.
Sundays were made for washing, pouring, tidying, labelling and after moving the CD player back into the kitchen ( DAB radio heading up to the bedroom I think ) some singing and dancing.
Stirring - applesauce and chopping and roasting - courgettes, onions and garlic for courgette and garlic soup made the kitchen smell divine.
With the kitchen feeling the place to be, heres to the next 30 days and beyond.
Thursday, 11 August 2011
The Mystic Cookfire
The food made at The Mother Camp, cooked in a yurt, in the middle of a field has always been such a treat, a part of camp I really look forward to, nourishing soups, wonderful salads, chillis, curries, fresh cob baked bread and the porridge, always worth crawling out of your sleeping bag at some unearthly hour for.
So, a book full of those recipes, reminders of meals shared with friends old and new, camp fires, workshops and sunshine was always going to be good.
Written by one of your bestest friends, another huge tick.
Finding your name alongside a group of amazing women in the dedications, priceless.
The Mystic Cookfire written by Veronika Sophia Robinson.
Vegetarian recipes packed full of delicious goodness, written with love and care, packed with stunning illustrations, inspirational quotations and definitely worth going without the meat for.
And so, a new food adventure starts, 30 days of being vegan.
Monday, 8 August 2011
Community Beauty. Summer 2011 : 4
Just off the pavement, a community project.
Marking the place where people gathered to swap stories, hear news and collect water.The village well.
Now a place to sit and reflect.
Or run round and round and round, chasing those fish.
And trying to catch that frog.
Marking the place where people gathered to swap stories, hear news and collect water.The village well.
Now a place to sit and reflect.
Or run round and round and round, chasing those fish.
And trying to catch that frog.
Friday, 5 August 2011
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
The gift of knitting
Knitting to me is a complete pleasure, the best legacy my beloved Nana ever gave me.
There has always been the means to knit, yarn and needles tucked away somewhere throughout my life, even in my teens when a project was left on the needles for months, years and normally finally finished by my Nana.
I remember my first "go it alone" project, using the brightest colours and the wonkiest of stitches, a pinafore dress.I felt so very grown up, purchasing the yarn from a shop in Portland, Dorset and settling down seriously to a project with someone so special in mind, my new God daughter.I was 17 and the pride on my Nana's face when I showed her my first finished project, stays safely tucked in my heart.
Knitting has helped my through some tough times, given me purpose and healing.
The joy of creating to welcome a new life, a birthday celebrating toddler, a girlfriend, a family in need, friends, family,strangers is a gift, a true gift, one I cherish each and every day.
Recently, I passed on my legacy at The Mother Camp, sharing the knowledge given to me.I passed out Nana's needles to knitters, new and those that just needed reminding how to and together we created a blanket for a lovely couple, who were handfasted at camp.A true community effort, sparked, inspired and enabled by Mrs Ethel Joan Head, my Nana.
Poncho for a new little girl, perfect for baby wearing.
Yet another Pickle pattern.
And a bigger one.
Little socks, in rainbow colours for new little feet.
There has always been the means to knit, yarn and needles tucked away somewhere throughout my life, even in my teens when a project was left on the needles for months, years and normally finally finished by my Nana.
I remember my first "go it alone" project, using the brightest colours and the wonkiest of stitches, a pinafore dress.I felt so very grown up, purchasing the yarn from a shop in Portland, Dorset and settling down seriously to a project with someone so special in mind, my new God daughter.I was 17 and the pride on my Nana's face when I showed her my first finished project, stays safely tucked in my heart.
Knitting has helped my through some tough times, given me purpose and healing.
The joy of creating to welcome a new life, a birthday celebrating toddler, a girlfriend, a family in need, friends, family,strangers is a gift, a true gift, one I cherish each and every day.
Recently, I passed on my legacy at The Mother Camp, sharing the knowledge given to me.I passed out Nana's needles to knitters, new and those that just needed reminding how to and together we created a blanket for a lovely couple, who were handfasted at camp.A true community effort, sparked, inspired and enabled by Mrs Ethel Joan Head, my Nana.
Poncho for a new little girl, perfect for baby wearing.
Yet another Pickle pattern.
And a bigger one.
Little socks, in rainbow colours for new little feet.
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