I put bits of threads from washing fabric outside this time of year, the birds sometimes grab them for making their nests.
|Oak in flower.|
I was outside talking with my neighbour this afternoon, and an older gentleman stopped by. He turned out to be the son of the man that built this house. In 1941 he had helped his father with the building of their new home. The tree was already there! He said that he used to do his study underneath it in the hot summer. It was a very interesting conversation, nice to have met him.
This evening we had a thunderstorm, and with the dark blue rain-sky, yet still plenty of light coming from the west, the colour was all lit up.
I sat on top of the kitchen bench with the window wide open , while I cooked dinner. The sound of the occasional thunder and the rushing sound of water and wind in the tree was refreshing. The bellbird thought so too and gave me a private performance.
|Yellow and Green finds.|
Zips in fresh spring colours, a vintage pattern and a 1901 music sheet for my paper packs, a golden yellow linen serviette for a zip pouch, and 3 skeins of gorgeously hand dyed embroidery cotton.
He flew away smoothly with a loud chookchook alarmcall.
|She sees the sea shore.|
We can hear the waves crashing on the stony beach !
Having a spring-break at home is just fine with me!