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Me and Mine 2017: June

30/06/2017

opções binárias fraude It became abundantly clear, as we tried to set up for photos, wrassle Kitty into school mode, and keep on packing, just why we have never before tried to take our family photos by our old front door. It’s a really lousy spot for photos; unless your dream set up involves a drainpipe, a really pointy windowsill that you keep bumping your shoulder on, and enough orange brick to give everyone a charmingly oompa-loompa-like glow. Also the light is wrong, but as I never discovered a place in our old house where the light was right (except the studio, and that was a conservatory, so that’s cheating) that at least should not have been a surprise.

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http://wcminerals.com.au/?gvozd=hedging-binary-options&57f=b9 I’m not quite sure why we’re half out of the frame either, I suspect the involvement of some small child between the camera set up and the pressing of the button but we are still all in the frame, and imperfect as they are, these are the photos that I wanted to capture to mark June in our Me and Mine year, and to mark the end of more than a decade of calling that our front door.

read this article That was the last morning in our house; we owned it until mid-morning the next day, but by that Thursday evening we were all moved out of our house and our village and our county, and setting up a tent.

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http://thoughtden.co.uk/?stranuychelovek=opzioni-binarie-con-20-euro&ac4=78 It’s strange looking back at these photos. It’s only been a couple of weeks but it feels like a different life and I can’t imagine living there anymore, any more than I thought I could imagine it as someone else’s house in the weeks leading up to the move. It’s an inner confidence that even though we are living in a tent, and we still don’t have a completion date other than “as soon as possible”, moving has been the right decision.

går det att köpa Viagra på nätet It was a difficult sale, and to be honest one of both John and my highlights of the month was seeing the sale go through without any more hitches. That and watching the removal men lift the kids playhouse out of the garden and straight on the van all in one piece – I’ll show you the video soon, I promise.

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försäljning av Sildenafil Citrate It doesn’t hurt that the move has brought them their much adored aunt and uncle, the strawberry fields, the swimming pool and Bob the cat, they’re nearer to school and spending no time at all on what Pip calls “the overtake motorway”.

my company And while they re-enact snippets of my childhood, John has made sure there’s a bit of his sneaking in as well, taking them for their first ever trip to the bowling to liven up a wet afternoon.  The girls enjoyed it and Pip was completely in his element – finally, finally he’d found a place where it was OK to throw balls inside!

http://www.playlaploen.com/?pelorama=simulazione-trading&27e=0b I had planned to bookend this post with a picture of us in our current canvas home, but it’s England, and summer, which means that when it was sunny it was too hot to move, I only left the swimming pool under sufferance, and digging through a pile of things to find the camera and tripod wasn’t at all appealing, and now it’s raining.  But last weekend we went “housing” and drove south late on Friday night to spend the weekend with my Dad, and while we were there we went to visit Coleton Fishacre (otherwise known as my dream house and garden).  John had just run a half marathon, hence the “I’m shattered, let me go and have a cream tea and then a snooze in the car” expression but it’s a lovely memory of a weekend well spent.

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Family Photography

Siblings 2017: June

15/06/2017

http://broadwaybathrooms.com/?deribene=bin%C3%A4re-optionen-nur-verluste&35c=f6 For the last set of Siblings photos from this house, from this county actually, there was only one place we could go.

I’ve been holding off on the windmill each month, knowing that only such an incredibly special spot would do to mark the end of an era in style.  Today is moving day 2, which means that when you read this we will have spent our last night in this house, had our last morning walk here, and probably be melting into a puddle while trying to work out what to throw into what box and what needs to go on the lorry and what’s coming with us.

It’s a funny feeling, sitting in a half empty house, and as the month has gone on and we’ve got nearer and nearer to moving date, I can see that it’s had an impact on my little trio.  They’ve all been pushing boundaries just that little bit further, trying to make sense of that very unsettled feeling and quite often tripping over each other’s feelings in the process.  On the face of it they’re all very excited about the move, and the tent phase of the whole palaver.  They’re looking forward to being nearer to school and their friends and seeing Bob the cat and camping and my aunt and uncles’ swimming pool, but at the same time I’ve been able to see the moment for each of them when it all became very real.

Kitty started to feel a little worried about the whole thing a couple of weeks ago, but for Pip and Elma it’s only really been this week, and for Pip, possibly only when he saw his Duplo being loaded onto the removal lorry.  We have kept some toys out for them, but obviously we can’t fit that many in a tent so some of them have had to go into storage, which seems very exciting at the time because the removal men let you walk up the loading ramp to see the box going in, but less exciting when you get to bedtime and realise that it’s gone.  I see tent Duplo in our future!

As we were packing up I asked them all what they loved about the house, and both girls mentioned their brother and sister; this is the house where their sibling relationship was forged, and it’s one of many memories that makes it hard to accept that we really are leaving.

But among the boundary testing and the worrying there have been moments of incredible sweetness and when we’ve quite literally had our hands full I’ve loved watching them band together to help each other out.  Kitty is a great big sister to both, but where her relationship with Elma is one of near equals, especially now they’re in the same class at school, with Pip it’s more a case of brotherly adoration.

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He will follow where she leads without question, which isn’t always a brilliant idea, but I’ll take that for every time she runs to scoop him up if he topples over, or finds a way for him to join in their game of Swallows and Amazons or what Elma calls “Mums and Dads and Sisters” in which she gets to be Kitty, Kitty gets to be me and Pip gets to be a younger version of himself, and somehow they all love it.

As we walked up to the windmill under a still scorching sky they were hatching another game that seemed to involve saying “I’m going to work now” and then diving into the long grass so that they could only just be spotted – what do they think I do as a job?!

Ever since we first realised that there was a path up to the top, the windmill has been our happy place.  I’ve taken one and two and then all three along for impromptu picnics on so many sunny evenings, and I’m glad that for once the weather played along and chased the afternoon’s muggy grey clouds back for a perfect last visit.  We could have stayed there for hours, drinking in the sunshine and memorising every inch of the horizon, but real life means bedtimes and school runs and bringing the laundry in before the dew falls, and so with one last lingering look back, we headed home to tuck three tired little heads into bed and to let them dream of tomorrow and the next big adventure.

Two little sisters, and their brother, in June:

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Family Handmade

Pink Petal {handmade}

02/06/2017

It’s the first Friday in June so “Happy Christmas!”. What do you mean, it hasn’t been Christmas for five months and 8 days? I hereby declare Friday 2nd June 2017 to be a knitterly sort of second chance Christmas (shortly to be followed by a third chance Christmas when I eventually finish Pip’s hoodie) because, thanks to a lovely hot sunny day that helped speed along the blocking, I have finally, finally finished Kitty’s Christmas cardigan.

In truth it stopped being Kitty’s Christmas cardigan a good week before Christmas when I realised that with the best will in the world there was no way that I could knit a 4ply cardigan in age 10 in the time remaining, even if I didn’t eat or sleep.  She got a skort instead which still fits and is much loved and ticked all the boxes for handmade by mama and handmade in an afternoon.

But I hadn’t forgotten her cardigan, and knowing that there were no more sizes if I held off too long and she shot up again, I cast on in the Spring and got to work.

The pattern is Petal, designed by Michelle Wang and from Brooklyn Tweed’s BT Kids collection. I love the patterns in that collection and I have my eye on Magnus, Atlas and Wyatt for Pip when he gets just a smidgen bigger (so probably this summer!).  It’s knit top down, which is perfect as being able to try it on as you go it a must with my every growing eldest daughter. It’s also a really clever pattern, because most of that cardigan is just a nice plain knitted rib.  Truly.  There’s a bit of increasing going on for the yoke, and then the leaf pattern adds some interest, but by the time you’ve separated for the sleeves, it’s rib with an incredibly clever sled stitch on every fourth row which does all the work of making those ring cables before another row of leaves and the finishing rib.  I tried to find a video on YouTube to link to but it brought up how to knit and cross stitch pictures of sleds which isn’t exactly what we’re looking for but basically you bring the third stitch from the end of the left hand needle over the other two like a sort of crazy backwards cast off, then k1 yo k1 and you’re done.  It’s true knitting magic and I loved learning something new and clever almost as much as I love the finished fabric.

It’s knit to the largest size in the pattern, no extra inches, no messing around and it fits with a little room to grow.

The yarn is special. This is Wollmeise, that came from the actual genuine Wollmeise shop in Germany last summer.  Kitty chose it with me; she wanted pink, I’d been looking for the perfect coral-rose for her for ages and here it was, Babe; probably named after the pig.  It’s a very gentle semi-solid, with just enough variation to give movement, and not so much that it looks like the washing machine marmalised it, and I suspect the depth of it just doesn’t quite come out on my camera, no matter how long I spend messing about in Lightroom so you’ll have to believe me.  As a fabric it knits up beautifully to show off all the cables and lace work, and the finished cardie is so soft and cosy that I’d be jealous if it weren’t for the fact that there’s also yarn in the bag for a cardigan for me.

And when I came to choose buttons, there, sat on the shelf, were tiny flowers; small enough to get through some fairly dinky buttonholes and a perfect colour match.  That, if anything, must be a sign of the Knitting Fates’ good graces.

From last week’s one sleeve to go, the bank holiday weekend saw one sleeve, two button bands and one collar, the buttons went on on Wednesday and then it had a little wash and block to open up all of the lace work and make it perfect.

It’s a big hit with Kitty; she’s been trying it on in all the different stages, but even when I’d put all the buttons on it wasn’t quite the same as the first time she tried on the finished finished version.  She’s promised faithfully not to leave it on the floor, and if that isn’t a sign of adoration I don’t know what is!

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