Tuesday, January 6, 2015
On the sixth day of the new year I have six random photos for you.
The first - is a photo I took six days ago when we were spending all our days in the apple orchards, brush cutting and netting most rows and trees. At night we'd come in and collapse and I'd knit stripes on my socks. Since this photo was taken I have knitted the feet, turned the heels and now I'm knitting up the legs.
This Trailing Clouds yarn is the best fun ever. There was a stage when I had considered only knitting with Australian or naturally dyed yarn this year, but after buying this stuff in a Facebook destash a few weeks ago, I left that resolution way behind.
The second - is a photo I took this afternoon while we were spinning six frames of honey we took from our bees yesterday.
I only took one photo of the bee visit itself on my phone, because as I took off my glove to snap it I was stung. Although it's probably been 20 years or more since my last sting, the second it happened I recognised that burning feeling and knew what it was. And although I felt awful for the loss of the little bee's life, I felt glad of the reminder to slow down, respect and remember who the real bosses are. Sorry bee. x
The third - is a cute little enamel egg cup my Mum bought for me recently for no other reason than she thought I'd like it. And I love it. So much so that as soon as I got it into my kitchen I gathered some old scrunched up brown paper and a dozen eggs and had a little photo shoot. So much fun - do you do that too?
The fourth - is a photo of the book I'm reading but not loving. I'm not really sure what to do about it either. I am such a loyal and monogamous reader that the thought of not finishing this book has hardly crossed my mind even though I am 200 plus pages into it and not loving it at all. What if something big is about to happen and I miss it? What if the whole first 200 pages are a set up for what happens next? And what did happen to Robyn anyway? But on the other hand what if nothing much ever happens?
I loved The Goldfinch so I feel like I need to give this one as good a go as I can. And there's a chance that I'm only not loving it because no book can ever come after The Poisonwood Bible. But what book should I read after this? Maybe I'll just read a bit more tonight before I decide for sure....
The fifth - is when Indi came home!! Yay!! Five days away and we missed her like crazy.
The sixth - was tonight's sunset. A beautiful end to a beautiful day (except that part where it took me AGES to work out what was wrong with the brush cutter only to find a mud wasp's nest in the exhaust).
Go gently my friends.
I'm off to make a pavlova and wrap my farmer boy's birthday prezzies.