Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Autumn in Spring and hoarding




The maple that lost its season, I'm wondering if it will lose it's red leaves or hold onto them through summer.


I have my beautiful sister visiting me at the moment.  She's moving to England and has narrowed her life down to 8 small boxes which she's storing at my place.  I get to have some of her lovely retro bits around my house while she's gone.  Gosh I'm going to miss her, we've managed to visit her in Sydney once a year with cheap flights, but paying for 5 return flights to London? unlikely.


In return for the storage, my little sis has helped me reclaim some of the downstairs room which I have been filling with, well crap is probably the most truthful way of putting it. It is turning into the mother of Spring cleans and I hope to turn an on Autumn on my ridiculous, hoarding, gathering ways.  Losing my red leaves, or at least my red cheeks. I was so embarrassed of our downstairs room when the electrician came to put in a Smart Meter this week, that I told him we were storing stuff for someone else (this was before my sister's things had arrived). I laugh at you Bloggers, photographing your mess, having chaos pride, those houses look positively clean! you ain't seen nothing. No photos from me, waaay too embarrassing.




My sister brought her Ipad and the children were drawn to her like moths to a flame.






You can tell the warm weather has arrived when the flies arrive.  We had some really pesky numbers bothering us at dinner time.  They were quite keen to eat our rice paper rolls with prawns and salmon.





The kidlets did some water colour painting after dinner, the youngest is addicted, biggest was using wet on wet technique - beautiful.

4 comments:

  1. Hi,
    I smiled when I saw your photos, we've just been picking the most beautiful maple leaves here.
    Then, I saw that you live in Australia - how strange isn't that? (not that you're in Australia, but the tree). It's been a strange summer here, hope yours will be a sunny, happy one!
    Kind regards,
    Lilli (in Norway)

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  2. Love the pics of your 'maple that lost its season'. Hope it gets itself around the right way soon!
    Wanted to thank you for the tip on my blog re: filling the thermos after boiling the jug. Good one!

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  3. You always make me smile with your descriptions of your domestic ways. What of the downstairs room now? Sewing space? Spare room? Kids' domain? The possiblities!

    Don't enjoy the flies either, pesky little creatures. Clever eldest doing the wet on wet - I'm impressed! Funny garden happenings too with seasonal abnormalities..

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  4. Ooh I'll be getting the watercolour paints out in the next few days too I think, such fun!

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In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Margaret Atwood

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young