Stuff.......

Oh, I liked this Bank Holiday.

Decent bank holiday weather for a change.

A weekend spent lazing, but, also being equally productive. Oh, I love weekends like that. I don't get the guilt for lounging, and I get to feel like I have accomplished a fair amount too.

Long breakfasts. I do love them......

......and getting the crust! The best bit EVER! Small things and all that.

Being taken with tea....and actually being quite happy that the box matches my mini chair. Yes, I am THAT sad I'm afraid.

Finding my urchin tealights. Bought many years ago when I thought my sorry little bathroom was about to get a makeover. Sadly, Makeover funds became baby funds when I realised Baby Bear was on his way; my little urchins were put away.....then I forgot about them. Found this weekend, I realised just why I had bought them. Fine, unglazed ceramic and totally fab. Sort of alien like. I have a soft spot for sea urchins. They remind me of Cornish fishing villages. There were always baskets of empty urchins by the sea walls that you could buy for 50p or so. They have fascinated me all weekend. Their glow is awesome.

Pretty by day 

AND by night.

There was a productive house tidy. You know, the one where you just go for it big time and absolutely EVERYTHING gets sorted and organised. It leaves you with not only a clean and tidy space (something my sad little house hasn't seen for a while), but a de-cluttered brain........and boy that feels SO good.

Flowers. Loving colour. Inside the house and outside too. The Bears' were taken to visit their Aunty's grave too. We try to go often. There is something so peaceful about a Cemetery. Sad too......but more so, peaceful. We bought pretty flowers and arranged them whilst the Baby Bear and Middle Bear battled with the watering cans. Their Aunty is laid next to her mum , who sadly passed away of Cancer also, just a couple of years beforehand. It's sort of comforting to see them together. We lay flowers for her mum too. We feel sad for all the graves that have no love or attention. Some are very old. I imagine no relatives living close by.........or even living, so the Bears' pick buttercups that adorn the Cemetery and place one in the flower pots on the neglected graves. We all feel a little happier that they had some attention too.

Home again, and projects are whirring in my head. 

Ideas.....colours.......textures......decisions.....

I make my colour choice.

Very happy with that......and so the crafting begins......

Roll on with the week. Full on and a little challenging.....but the long weekend has been rejuvenating. I couldn't ask for anything more.

xxx