I bought an unusual cabbage at the Sunday market this week, which involved clipping off tiny buds of flowers at the top of the stem. Each blossom is less than 5mm across, but I couldn't bear to throw them away. So, they are happily blossoming on the kitchen windowsill, inside an antique glass jug which is 4cm high.
Tuesday, 30 October 2012
Chinese Cabbage flowers, of course
I bought an unusual cabbage at the Sunday market this week, which involved clipping off tiny buds of flowers at the top of the stem. Each blossom is less than 5mm across, but I couldn't bear to throw them away. So, they are happily blossoming on the kitchen windowsill, inside an antique glass jug which is 4cm high.
Monday, 29 October 2012
Saturday, 27 October 2012
All the fun of the fair
One of the many delightful things about spring in New Zealand is the plethora of fairs being held at weekends. Schools, churches, craft guilds, you name it, they host the ultimate event to help you part with your cash, to buy yourself treats and generally indulge your creative side (or acquisitive, collecting of junk side).
Here are my "spoils of the day". The first photo is a collection of home/handmade goods and the ubiquitous "70's" clutter which my husband is beginning to dread. Quote "Oh look, you've bought another brown plate/lamp/set of glasses/yard of fabric". He has an acute case of retrophobia and does not want to be cured.
I'd like to think when I'm dead and gone, the poor soul who has to dispose of my creative world will appreciate my taste as "retrospective".
In a different league altogether, the second photo is a painting I bought from a lovely S. African friend. I have been admiring it for months on her website. Today I saw it at her art exhibition and simply had to have it. Check out the work of Gerda Smit on Facebook or etsy.
Here are my "spoils of the day". The first photo is a collection of home/handmade goods and the ubiquitous "70's" clutter which my husband is beginning to dread. Quote "Oh look, you've bought another brown plate/lamp/set of glasses/yard of fabric". He has an acute case of retrophobia and does not want to be cured.
I'd like to think when I'm dead and gone, the poor soul who has to dispose of my creative world will appreciate my taste as "retrospective".
In a different league altogether, the second photo is a painting I bought from a lovely S. African friend. I have been admiring it for months on her website. Today I saw it at her art exhibition and simply had to have it. Check out the work of Gerda Smit on Facebook or etsy.
So, for now, good afternoon from your resident "Patron of the arts"
Thursday, 25 October 2012
Showing his best side
Our beautiful 10 month old rescue kitten Ruppin. This adorable creature mustered two other furry reinforcements to batter down our CLOSED bedroom door at 3am this morning. They didn't succeed, although they were difficult to ignore. My husband fell over the three sleepy battering rams when he opened the door at 6 am, waiting hopefully for breakfast and for the cuddles they think they deserved. Humph!
Monday, 22 October 2012
Whimsical Windows, Delirious Doors 47
Yet another shop I had to resist going into - reflections of the pavement can be seen in the window. Cuba Street, Wellington
Sunday, 21 October 2012
A subliminal invitation to my M.E. friends
Come over and visit - some of our cafes do a passable breakfast! Ahlan, welcome, baruch Ha'bar!
Greta Point, Wellington
Saturday, 20 October 2012
View from an early morning balcony
Our wisteria has crept around the house and shouts "boo" to us through our bedroom curtains each morning.
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