This year something changed, though.
Sunday, 19 April 2015
spring clean(s)ing
This year something changed, though.
Monday, 11 February 2013
Monday morning
Friday, 6 July 2012
new gear!
Monday, 2 July 2012
fabric + flowers
Friday, 29 June 2012
green is the colour
Monday, 9 April 2012
on my camera
Monday, 2 January 2012
Happy New Year!
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Thursday, 27 October 2011
hi!
Monday, 29 August 2011
saturday evening at the orchard
Friday, 29 July 2011
lately
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
yarn + fabric
Do you want to see what I've made?
Do you?
It was made with lots of love; lots and lots of love!
Here it is then:
a crochet baby blanket!!!
I added a couple of fabric details to make it more cheerful and the flannel backing for extra warmth ( because as my son says for our blanket:' cold manages to get in through the holes'!)
Hope you're all keeping well!
Until we meet again,
Take Care!
xxx
Saturday, 17 July 2010
light and colour
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My childhood may be over, but that doesn't mean playtime is. ~Ron Olson
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PS. This post is scheduled. It's my son's name day today and we're at our village(s) to celebrate it with friends and family.
We'll be back tomorrow. (maybe!)
Thursday, 8 July 2010
weekend part 2: at grandpa's


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Friday, 25 June 2010
a visit to an art museum
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The photo below shows a team project (a collage) made by a group of 5-year-old kids who attended a workshop.

It's huge and really impressive. I took the photo with my mobile and it doesn't do it any justice really!
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And here's the result after I played a little with crayons.
I've been painting/colouring a lot these past few days, spending time with my son.
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Take Care!
xxx
Friday, 18 June 2010
at the city centre? physically, yes - mentally, no!
~ for boring paperwork business...
is simply out of the question...
I know the pictures are lame - I took them with my mobile- but I wanted to show you this little poem that was written with pencil on the windowsill; apparently, this girl saw someone she liked there and started going back again and again in case he appeared too but she had no luck and expressed her disappointment by writing a poem there. The last line is:
"I came...where are you?"
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