Spring! This time of year is so full of hope and possibilities. The promise of a sunny sky, the stripping off of gloves and thick socks, the catkins and early flowers peaking out from where was bare before. I really enjoy this time of year. Spring and Autumn are surely my favorite. My babies were born during those months and I have a real spiritual connection to the earth around these times. It really nurtures the soul and makes me feel good.
We are still in the planning stage of the house move. It’s going to need a deep clean and a bit of patience but we’ll get there. I do hate cleaning!
Beth’s dress is this pattern. I’m in the process of making two more and I’m knitting this to wear over them. I don’t like deadlines but hopefully I’ll have it finished by Easter (this year it’s on Arthur’s 1st birthday!) so she can wear it.
(I overheard my Mum telling Beth the Enid Blyton tale of Pussy Willows the other day. It seemed so magical when I was four. )
So, we umm, bought a house! We’ve thought about where we wanted to set down roots for a while- did we want to emigrate abroad? Move down South to England or up North to the islands? What was important to us and what could we leave behind? And realistically, where could we afford to live a comfortable life without working too hard to pay for it? Well, we found something that balances it all out. Graham grew up in a costal craft village 40 mins away from Glasgow that has pretty much everything we want. A strong community, an artistic vibe, rural setting, close to family, near the beach, and plenty things going on. The house we’re in the process of buying is a bank repossession that at full price we couldn’t afford. It looks over a glen that has a small river running through it, follow the river on foot for ten minuets and you are at the beach. Perfect or what? The garden is sizeable (Graham is already saying “PIGS”, “BEES” and “HENS”) and we like the layout of the house. It has a lounge and a large sitting room with french doors opening into the garden. We are pretty in love with it (and terrified by how grown up this is!)
We had a little celebration this weekend. Graham took Friday off work and we made the most of it. We went to the movies (hence the 3d glasses), visited two museums (if you’re Glasgow based check out what’s going on a The GOMA), ate pizza, had beer with friends, and took Arthur on his first bike ride along the Clyde Cycle path. Beth did really well cycling the distance on her bike.
All the pictures in this post were taken on Graham’s phone and I found some others I thought you’d like to see. It’s funny seeing the same family from the other parent’s perspective. They show a different relationship between the subjects and the photographer (if you get what I mean)
The Flu came but has now passed! Hurrah!
Good health just in time to enjoy glorious spring mornings and research new possibilities
Arthur woke up two Saturdays ago with a bark-like cough and a running nose, later that afternoon he was lethargic, pyrexial, and irritable. After a sleepless weekend he was finding it hard to breathe so a quick trip to the GP diagnosed him with Croup. He wouldn’t take food or water but thankfully he’s still nursing.
Croup is terrible. Nigh time brings coughing fits, vomiting and choking. I’ve been sleeping upright with him on my chest, waking up wet from snot, vomit and tears. It’s been tough enough had it not been that the rest of us have caught the virus that causes the sickness. Graham and Beth have felt run down but thankfully they’ve not been too unwell. On Wednesday a friend was shocked to see how pale and tired I looked. I have no energy and feel utterly washed out. I still feel under the weather but I’ll be brighter after the weekend. I pray.
The up side of being unwell is the guilt free hours of TV you’re granted. I wanted to watch Downton Abbey for a long time and the time in bed has let me fanatically watch it. It’s just wonderful. If you haven’t seen it and you like period dramas then this program is for you.
For me being unwell does bring guilt with it. The sleepless nights and the time spent recovering means I haven’t spent much time with Beth. I wanted to make her feel special and my daughter appreciates what I make more than anyone else. In one afternoon I knitted her this botanical Cowl with a duck egg blue yarn I’d bought last year in the John Lewis sale. She sat on my lap and with excitement waited for me to cast off. The delight she has wearing it makes me so proud of her. I adore that girl.
For World Book day she wanted to go as Mary from The Secret Garden. Right now it our favorite book to read together. It was the last book I read before she was born so it’s nice to revisit it with her.