I know, mundane hey....me airing the laundry.
It was such a beautiful day here yesterday I popped Isabelle's craft table and chairs out side and spent the afternoon in the sunshine. Paint, shaving cream, playdoh for her. Hanging out clothes and taking in the fresh air for me. Even the dog got in on the act and has one green handprint on her back, Isabelle thought it was hilarious. It was.
I have found it hard to blog lately and find myself sitting at the computer wanting to say a billion things but not knowing where to start. So I just sit and look at the computer, get sidetracked and move on to something else without saying a word.
It drives me crazy, so here I am showing you the washing. Boring, but oh so pretty and normal with the blue sky and sunshine.
I have decided to blog more often, not always about what is happening in the studio and what is in my hoop because in reality some days when you work from home with another little soul at your feet you might not step into the studio until the sun goes down and the stars appear.
So I guess you might see what we get up to as Mother and Daughter or even just everyday 'mundane' things that I take for granted. The crafting, the painting, the smiles, the tears. the moment I found Isabelle with a Crayola marker texta and one of my samples from Cotton Floss.
Washing on the line.
Running bare foot on the grass.
I have decide to leave the camera out on the bench so I look at it everyday and snap away when I feel the urge - rather than think to myself 'wow now that would make a great blog post'.
The next few weeks are going to be crazy mad here. Crazy, mad and fun. The moment my fabric lands on my door step, I am guessing there will be tears. Happy tears. Then I can finally show you what I have been dreaming about for more than twelve months and you can cry with me, or laugh out loud if you so desire.
So until next time I will leave you with a preview of what will feature in Monday's post.
And just like that I wrote a post and managed more than 140 characters.
Just wait until you see the fabric that is sitting beside me, and the box of toadstool houses...most definately blogworthy and just like that - my writers block may have faded.