Mmm mandarin juice.
I’ve just happily discovered a laden tree in the far corner of our new bellingen home.
Monthly Archives: August 2013
this moment…
this moment
a friday ritual
one photograph from my week
a special simple moment
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xx
Right now
Right now..
After walking lily to the bus we stop at the p ground. Could become a ritual.
Playing grocers with cedar an endless exchange of bark fruit and vegetables for bark payment.
Feeling present
Enjoying springish air and birds and flowers
Aiming to stay relaxed and engaged
Witnessing number counting naturally occur
Giggling over cheeky grins
Impulse to share a simple moment between games.
Joy to stop the rush and play
Life can be small and childish
What are you doing?
Do you take time to play each day with your littles? I want to.
Now back to play another game
R
Later we spend a looooong time sweeping the deck and tip trucking the leaves into the box for the garden.
Boy happy garden jobs helpful working focus together purpose noise fun busy
fisherman pullover & little scallops
I began and completed the little fisherman pullover in Tasmania earlier in the year but lo and behold here it finally is. documented proof i can make a pullover on round needles! hooray!
i am gradually progressing to more complex and larger items of knitting which is sensible isn’t it?
these original shots from Tassie are so adorable! look at that long golden hair.. all gone now…
and remembering to use the pattern as a guide, don’t stress out about a stitch here or there i say… or a row of knit instead of purl…
i made the sleeves short so he can wear it two thirds of the year instead of just the few cold months.
the fisherman pullover was knit from hand spun, plant dyed alpaca found in the salamanca market Hobart.
it can be accessorised in many ways…. tractor and wings, or drum and no pants….
beautiful fluffy yarn. hot tip, berry berry fluffy so don’t use for smaller children as they tend to eat the fluff stuff.
beautiful though. and cleverly made too large to get some good wear from it!
Cedar calls it his ‘packa’
Yes thats my own designed Windy Day Bonnet above… still fits!!
here’s another windy day bonnet for a little English Rose
and then the little scallops beanie. inspired by Fox’s Lane
intended for the 3rd birthday but came in a day late as i had to make and unravel three times to get the sizing right. yep third time lucky. {next time just follow the pattern Rosi} i knit quite loosely and my things stretch quickly too big so i try to compensate. this knit taught me how to carry over colors when making patterns, fun!
took a while to get the tension right. check out my progress
cuties! Lily has on her Perfect Beret
what are you knitting?
I can’t decide what to make next… i have one ball of divine turquoise blend hand dye 4 ply which Jesse got me in Canada years ago i am ready to use! any ideas… {he will now get me multiple balls of yarn the clever man}
this moment…
this moment
a friday ritual
one photograph of a special moment in my week to share with you
How To talk to your daughter about her body…
http://hopeave.wordpress.com/2013/07/29/how-to-talk-to-your-daughter-about-her-body/
Inspiring words to share for all us parents aunties uncles grandees and friends at this link above which i read this morning. It has inspired this spontaneous stream of thought. enjoy.
I sure can remember things people have said to me about my body or being
gangly, awkward, too thin, too tall, big bum, bony, unco-ordinated, shy, weird, daggy
most of the above is from other kids! who taught them to think this way about bodies? who criticized them? or who did they hear criticizing themself?
it’s these words which come into me at times of negative self reflection.
i also aim to remember the beautiful observations
graceful, beautiful, healthy, strong, elegant, flexible, brave, calm, reflective, kind, generous
it is such a habit to focus on the things i struggle with or think are my weaknesses
i’d like to move towards recognizing my skills and strengths, accomplishments and achievements and keep on working with the weaker aspects but not dwell on it so much. positive thinking. is it really so simple?
also reflecting recently on how we compliment Lily on how beautiful she’s looking.
i’d like to keep working on replacing this generality with specifics
great outfit, i like the color combo
you look strong when you are climbing
it looks like you are having so much fun with the dog right now
you look happy after you’ve been running around
you are adventurous
you look peaceful this morning, i guess you slept well
your hair is healthy and shiny
i see you so calm and self contained in your crafting, it’s lovely to watch
your body is growing so well and is healthy
i heard you speak so kindly and patiently to Cedar
when you climb so high on the rocks i think you are brave
you thought up a creative solution to that argument
etc etc
dear daughter of mine
it is an honor to witness your adventurous soul explore the world. I see qualities such as kindness, creativity, patience, strength, courage, softness, grace and good hearted fun shining from you and I can only wonder what the future holds. This moment is quite beautiful with you and I cherish your presence dear Lily. Thankyou for the gifts of self reflection and joy you have given me. You came to me when I was so young and I have grown into the mama/lady/woman I be, on my journey shaped with your presence. Love you my precious darling. xx
what do you have to say on this topic of woman’s/girls body talk?
Roselinde
ps say something friendly to yourself right now.
L’illustration
A portrait drawn for a pen friend.
This moment…
This moment
A Friday ritual
A single photograph no words
Inspired by soulemama
As my Friday is her Saturday I never actually link in, but anyway maybe I will think of it tomorrow…
Cedar’s blanket
When I was pregnant with Cedar I moved far far away from my own family and friends (well mostly, i actually moved a little closer to some..)
At times i felt so lonely on my journey. disconnected from established support as i grew this great belly, endured immense ongoing nausea and began to put tender roots into my new community.
I drew comfort from the idea of a love blanket for this new baby.
I put out a letter to friends old and new, Australian family and distant relatives; to send me yarn in ocean shades and i would craft a blanket for my new babe. Weaving together the threads and thoughts of the beloved people in my life.
From all over Australia and Europe came little parcels, cotton, wool, indigo dyed hemp, silk, mohair, alpaca in all shades and textures. some with tales describing a special ocean moment of the sender for me to enjoy. some with memories of our relationship or good wishes for birth and baby.
as i crocheted i would hold my thoughts on the sender of the yarn and reflect on our relationship and memories. i knotted the strength of love into this warm wrap for my little one soon coming. {by the way, i was convinced baby was a little mermaid girl named Iona}
it was a beautiful way to feel connected with my extended network and bring the reality of this baby into my community.
and now i wrap this gentle, nut brown, three years grown boy in these aquamarine, turqoise, royal blue, azure, teal, deep green, gold and tawny shades; i never fail to be reminded of how precious beloved friends and family are. no matter where i am or they are, the richness of our relationships has the warmth of my heart.
thankyou dear ones, i am thinking of you
do you recognise your yarn?
have you made something special for yours or others babies in utero?
xx
Roselinde
ps on a technical note, i began my first ‘proper’ granny square and kept on expanding from there. most yarns an 8 ply with a 6mm hook. as he grows beyond the bounds of this blanket i imagine i will extend it to single bed size as i did with Lily’s.
Right now
Right now
enjoying a creek bed picnic. Spring creek outside of port douglas. We’ve been staying nearby and cycled down. Fun to be on a bike and feel the wind whipping my hair. ( nice cliche?)
I make Fire. Lily crushes ochre of varied colors.
Cedar carries sticks and stones. Jesse swims then basks lizard like in the sun
Toasted haloumi cheese marshmallows coming up. Mmm
What are you doing?
RosaLindenTree 