Dear husband. Please.
(A digital collage via Procreate)
Spontaneous video call with my childhood friends for a baby shower. It was so so so cup-filling. I’ve missed them both so much and I’m so grateful T called so I could be part of M’s celebration.
Clean as you go, please! Digital sketchbook via Procreate.
Reliable, day-brightening babies.
Finished study of a bearded iris from this afternoon’s session (’painting’ via Procreate). The ruffles were a fun challenge to nut out - I could have kept going but my alarm to pick up the kids brought me back to earth. I really appreciate the term study as I learned a fair bit from this exercise.
A fragile point of interest in the winter garden. Imagining this with snow ala Piet Oudolf’s work.
There are moments when raising young children when I really, really want to tell them, “whatever you do, don’t ever have kids."
But of course, I can’t and don’t say it.
I’m going to attempt the Pressed Flowers hat by Amy Christoffers. Fingers crossed youtube can save my ambitious arse 🧶
FINALLY Finished reading: Mistborn: The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson 📚
5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
I’ve been on off reading this book and never got past Part I. As soon as I did, I could not put it down. What a wild ride! Gutted about certain things - iykyk! I always get so emotionally attached to fictional characters and then feel abandoned when the inevitable happens / the book ends. Looking forward to the second installment!
A spell of sickness that started with me. Kids home for close to a week now. Even M is napping! He never does this. Must be really bad. I’m sort of emerging from the depths. Still get tired quite quickly. I bought heaps of yarn for myself and nano-bugs, lego, and modelling clay for the kids. Yawn 🥱
All corms, rhizomes and bulbs are in at last. The ranunculus (Marshmallow) I planted early autumn are already poking out of the earth!
Purple anemone chrysanthemums 🌸
Doodles via Procreate. Left is an imagined garden pest. Right is kalanchoe and (dead?) portulaca in a terracotta pot.
Missing my dahlias. My “not buying anymore for next season” vow has been cancelled. Not sure why I even considered it 🤭
A tangent!
Oh no. It’s the dreaded mid-knit regret. This is the second attempt with this yarn combination — a really soft worsted wool and a strand of mohair. It’s so squishy and soft but… I can’t imagine wearing the finished product. Hmm. Nevertheless, I shall persevere! 🧶
How do psychologists navigate the world? Genuinely curious! Are they constantly seeing attachment types at play? People pleasing? Narcissistic tendencies? If they are really good at their job and remain open, do they mostly have life-enhancing relationships?
Not instant noodles 🐸 🧶
All these knitting patterns with mohair are making my head hurt and my bank account non-responsive 🧶