Simple pleasures
Riot of roses
Post-holiday malaise has kicked in, and it’s making me want to hunker down and sew, sew, sew – by hand. Take up a painstaking beading project that keeps me busy for months, parked next to the fireplace. Totally change the house around. Fill it with flowers. And I’ve cooked more hearty meals in the past two weeks than I have in ages. But there’s nothing wrong with a little winter hibernation. Without it, who could appreciate the spring half as much?
I found this lovely vintage print for next-to-nix at the Rozelle Markets this morning, along with several bunches of flowers. A perfect start to the weekend, and some things to admire as I prick my finger for the umpteenth time.
Lovely lute girl
Stem of orchids for the mantel
Random acts of kindness
From Katrina & James via Jodie McGregor Flowers
It’s so easy to forget birthdays, get caught up in things, not register the milestones in friends’ lives. One can always do better, non?
Flowers arrived this week on Olive’s birthday, accompanied by a note congratulating us on making it through the first year. I heart friends.
Olive & I made these thank you cards. Well, Olive flailed about and grew increasingly tetchy while I hurriedly covered her in paint and splodged a few hand prints on parchment. I wish I wasn’t wearing my cream cashmere cardigan at the time. But I can tell she’s grateful, too… deep down.
Thank you
Dabbling in floristry
Bronwyn's bouquet
My neighbour Anna is a florist. She had a holiday planned when Bronwyn asked if she could arrange the flowers for her wedding. Anna suggested me, so I had my first (paid) gig as a wedding florist recently.
Here’s some pics of a few of my favourite arrangements. They’re hyper-bright but looked beautiful against the white linen and simple, chic setting of the Bondi Surf Lifesavers’ Club.
Vestibule
Table centre
