Long Weekend

All weekends are good but long weekends are the best.For us, this one included remembering and finishing.

The remembering part was attending the Dawn Service at Blackboy Hill. This park in which this memorial stands, is all that remains of what was the WA Imperial Forces training camp during WW1. More than 30,000 men past through here on their way to the battlefields.

A century on and they haven't been forgotten; one hundred or so people gathered here to pay their respects. And, in what was a quintessential Australian moment, the wreaths were laid to the solemn beat of a single drum, and the glorious warbling of a family of magpies.  

The rest of weekend was one of catching up and finishing stuff off, not in a ‘have to get this done’ kind of way, but a more relaxed ‘having time to do it’. 

 

The last piece of this 'much more work than I envisaged' knitting project was cast off. Okay so that's only almost finished. Sewing up is not my forte but this needs to be ‘really’ finished before Mother’s Day.

  

I actually did finish this table quilt. Started in February as a means of getting my ‘hand’ back into quilting, and to use a few pieces from my embarrassingly large stash of fabric bits, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. 

SP completed a uni assignment with hours to spare before it was due.

We feasted on bacon and egg hand pies -  a recipe in “The Shaker Cookbook”. 

And did some work in the garden which I guess is a project that will never really finished.

 And as is his way, Bertie supervised.

As I said, long weekends are the best.

Autumn Day

After a week of welcome wet weather, we have been gifted a day of blue sky. The air now has a definite autumnal feel to it, cooler, and the sun later to rise each day, is much lower in sky, so the light is softer. 

The apricot tree too, has started losing its leaves and will continue do so until well into winter. It never really manages to shake them all though; one or two will hang on even as the acid green leaves of spring emerge.

Like people everywhere after a week of rain, today for me will be one of washing. This also involves a game of follow the sun in an attempt to get everything dry due to our lack of ‘after renovation where do we put it’ clothes line.

Hopefully, there’ll be a little time between loads to sit, and knit, and dream, and well, just savour the gorgeous autumn day.

Through the window...

Through the window April 1^st, 2015. Thought I should post this before May arrives.