Oh goodness! It’s Friday again. With the clocks changed to British Summer Time, it seems to have signalled “all-go” in our household. We reclaimed the garden over the weekend. Grass cut. Seeds in post. Flowering bulbs in pots moved to places that they will be seen. Even washing on the line. It feels good to be back out in the garden and making a difference.
Even found the snake’s head fritillary, which I planted last year. It survived the winter and is in full flower. Ridiculously happy to see it. First time I’ve managed to preserve it from one year to the next. Suspect the secret is to totally ignore it and just be pleased to see it when it pops up again. I’m hoping it will be happy in its spot. Spreading and popping up each year, from now on. I love the shape and pattern of the flower.
The early part of the week was consumed by getting the Teen ready for her school trip to Italy. That’s right. We sent our first-born to Europe the day that Article 50 was triggered. It feels rebellious, but, of course, it is just coincidence. She is now swanning around Pompeii and climbing Vesuvius. Judging by her texts, she is loving it. It was strange thinking of her taking a plane trip that I have taken so many times.
I have been reliving my childhood. I used to live in the region when I has her age, so all the children have grown up with my tales of Napoli and the surrounding area. Telling her what it would be like, brought back so many memories. I could remember just how it felt to be there. I’m now even more determined that I will revisit and take all the family.
I can’t wait to hear how she got on and see her photos.
Down to earth again. My hexagon quilt, I made years ago, sprang a hole over the winter. Just one hexagon, but, my eye was forever being drawn to it. I knew I still had a few hexagons left over in the right fabric. A definite benefit to making something like this is that mending it is easier. Always the right materials around to blend in and hide the tear. So long as you can find them, of course.
This week I found the bag with all my spares and finally patched it. I love this quilt so much and there was something comforting about revisiting it again with a needle and thread.
A week that has flashed by. Full of revisits in one way or another.
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