Some recent pictures from my wee world... (click to enlarge in gallery view)
Miss Kitty Lavender, the circus girl.
I am uploading some more kittens into my etsy shop! These new bad girls
have wonderful new eyes and golden tails! Again, each is individual and
numbered and stuffed with organic lavender! I am now stitching up some
mini kittens and hair bows, made from lots of different vintage
fabrics!
My mither came back, my toothache remains, my wonderful granny has passed away. My weight went down but building it up a wee bit again. I'm not going to lie, things have been tough! I need to stay focused, sewing, printing, eating and doing my yoga. As you can see in my pictures honeysuckle bloomed with nettles all over a favourite shelter, which maybe you remember. Today I was taking a self portrait whilst sewing at the window when a playful Cecil was running about chasing her own tail amongst the curtains! What a beautiful animal you are Cecil.
Oceans, Lands and Seeds
My mither fell fae an Australian Tree.
An epic boat journey when she was three.
Her folks settled in Scotland, momentarily.
She grew, met my dad, had my brother and me.
My grandparent's stories made the land seem so near.
She'd read us gumnut tales and banksia were feart.
I grew up with their accents tingling my ears.
Was always jealous, compared my pale skin to theirs.
After so many years, my mither returned by air.
Meeting cousins and travelling here and there.
So happy to get her adventure postcards of where.
I dream of saving for my own airplane fare.
Four Pounds Of Hope In The Jungle
My Mither's Muma, my Granny D.
Your son and daughters there, faithfully.
A wee room in the doctor's grand house.
Made it to ninety and what beautiful grounds.
My eyes take your picture and I hold your gaze.
I wonder if you see me as you drift away.
Your wedding ring on, MD's girl.
Tears are cried but time is known.
An inspiration, you guys and your stories.
I sank and I smoked and I think of your life.
I smile and I eat and I gained 4 pounds.
Thank you for being there and for having my mum.
For having my uncle and my aunts.
Art, Literature and Sciences.
It all trickles down.
I hope you'd be proud.
My Mither's Muma, my Granny D.
Your son and daughters there, faithfully.
A wee room in the doctor's grand house.
Made it to ninety and what beautiful grounds.
My eyes take your picture and I hold your gaze.
I wonder if you see me as you drift away.
Your wedding ring on, MD's girl.
Tears are cried but time is known.
An inspiration, you guys and your stories.
I sank and I smoked and I think of your life.
I smile and I eat and I gained 4 pounds.
Thank you for being there and for having my mum.
For having my uncle and my aunts.
Art, Literature and Sciences.
It all trickles down.
I hope you'd be proud.
x
