I have long dreamt about having an outdoor music area. Whenever we’ve come across one in our travels, the children will home in on it straight away. I think it would work in our garden. The children are beyond the stage of just whacking out the notes. They play tunes they know. Although, if it was in our garden, maybe neighbours might let out a sigh of relief when the 50th version of “Doh, Ray, Me” drew to its well anticipated end. Or bedtime. Which ever came first.
This is an outdoor xylophone we stumbled on at the Eden Project, this summer. I love the gently weathered wood and the presumably recycled pipes. Add the knowledge of a musician to create the perfect notes, with an enthusiastic boy thrown in to play it, and the resulting music is even sweeter.
Just need to remind him to tie his laces.
Joining in with #AlphabetPhoto again this week. Can’t believe we’re on X, which has been the most challenging photo to choose so far. So how about you? What would your X be?
Just outside our front door is a flower bed. Although it had a variety of interesting plants that flowered throughout the year, it was a bit over grown and out of control. Not the first impression we’d like to give visitors. Last weekend, Main-Dog-Walker (aka husband) cleared it.
Our Ungardener (aka Pup) was miffed. She loves to dig out plants, but missed out on this job. Somehow shut indoors during the whole operation. She considers the work she did to unplant my new lavender hedge, to be solid proof of her usefulness in all garden demolition jobs. Surely she could have helped.
But maybe Main-Dog-Walker wasn’t meant to do it. Maybe he’s in trouble. Maybe it’s time to make sure everyone knows it wasn’t me this time. I’ll just lie down in it, until someone notices. So obvious that it wasn’t me.
Joining in with #AlphabetPhoto. W is for Wasn’t Me.
Maybe it’s the drop of the temperature. Maybe the garden needing less attention. Or maybe it’s the ever-growing pile of almost finished projects. Whatever the reason, this weekend, I picked up my hexi puffs. Oh yes. This project is nearing completion.
Project was started in January 2013. I intended to make it bigger, but since starting to sew the hexipuffs together, I’m really glad I reduced my ambitions. It is surprisingly heavy.
I’m going for a hexagon shape. Yesterday, I laid it out and discovered that it was morphing into a blob. So out came the scissors, and puffs were cut away. Whole swaths. Enough to bring tears to the eyes. A lot of snarling from me and Sunday lunch put on hold, but I got there in the end. The shape is right and the last ring of hexis are held firmly in place with safety pins,for the moment, just so I don’t lose the shape again.
(Spot the child, who is totally unconcerned that I am in full attack-mode and wielding scissors. He chooses to sit right beside it and draw. So trusting!)
In the process, I discovered I need 9 more hexi puffs, which isn’t so bad. While the children finished homework, I put the scissors away, and dug out the needles and wool. The sound of clicking needles could be heard.
Three down, and six to go. I’m finishing this project – this week. (Can you hear the determination?) Next time you see these hexi puffs, they will be part of a finished Beekeeper’s Quilt. A “ta-da” moment is imminent.
Sigh. How about you? Has the change in the season seen you returning to a work in progress?