It has taken me some time to slow down my photographer enough to get pictures when he is home. The husband has been busy replacing ornamental shrubs with raised bed vegetable gardens and pouring me a patio. All I want for outdoor landscaping/furniture is a good heavy picnic table and need somewhere to put it on.
I have pretty basic tastes and to my mind you can't beat a good picnic table.
You can eat outside on it, sew on it, and if like me you are going to be taking care of grandchildren 2-3 days a week, it works well for lunches and you can hang the baby seat off it so the baby can eat outside with you too.
My husband like projects, particularly ones that allow him to destroy/rip out something first, in this case the bushes at the front of the house. Even better if he can rope an acquaintance to come over with some heavy machinery to do it. Nothing that man likes better than heavy machine marks all over the front lawn.
But of course all of has cut into his photography time.
We fixed that this morning with me standing on a bed in the guest room because on a grey wet day that room seemed to be collecting most of the natural light.
I usually don't wear this colour but I had some of this ponte downstairs and figured why not? I intended it to be a wearable muslin but now think I will wear it to the rehearsal dinner for my son's wedding. This kind of nice surprise with a new pattern rarely happens does it?
The top pattern was this one, good for folks with cylinder shaped bodies as it implies more shape than there might actually be:
And finally here is me in the result, if I look a little wonky you have to remember I was standing on a bouncy bed when these shots were taken:
And finally here is a shot of the happiest, wildest little dog in Canada. Our little Daisy at one brief moment when she wasn't tearing around the yard:
Now off to do some shirt-making today, don't think the rain is letting up.