Showing posts with label wet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wet. Show all posts

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Sun. Rain. Wind. Thunder. Cherry blossoms. Winter. Spring. Little blonde puppies. Grumpy jealous older boydogs.

And that was only this weekend.

Believe me, I know how she feels.
courtesy http://www.retronaut.co

Although the garage sales doldrums are upon us, the pre-summer wardrobe season has given us bounty most plentiful.  And as we receive, so shall we give back (to the opshops), that we may be able, once again, to walk into the bedroom without danger of death from clothes avalanche.

I hate it when you lose a new item of black clothing in a poorly lit room with a gazillion other pieces of black clothing.


After last week's coatfest, I was being a little cautious this week, but was excited about the new season's burgundy/red pants I found - right till the Girl-child claimed them as her own.  She grabbed a heap of clothes from Friday's op-shop round.

I've clawed back a little floorspace in the lounge by re-stacking and sorting my framed drawings and prints, and making new piles of the vintage frames waiting to be used.  I've decided to have a Fathers' Day sale to make some room for new works.  I shall post here when I have details.

In the meantime, here are a couple of things I've been playing with today.


Sunday, July 3, 2011

The winter of our warm content....


Back at home, back at work.  Cold, wet, cold, cold cold.

I gave in, after many a year. I weakened and bought an electric blanket.  O, so snuggly warm when the wind is howling and the rain is pouring - and I do mean pouring. How did I manage without it?  My next challenge will be to drag myself from the warmth and face the working week - tomorrow morning.
The rain did put a damper on the garage sales for the weekend, and the end of financial year meant that my opshopping partner was delayed.  Really the only score for the weekend was a vintage steamer trunk, snatched from a garage sale after 1pm on Sunday and dragged back to my lair to join its cousins.

With my travels a dimming memory, I did think I would share a couple of the trinkets I bought for myself along the way - a lucky cicada from the 50's/60's, lucite with just a touch of silver, and a glorious bug-on-a-bar brooch in sterling silver.















 I have finally bitten the bullet and opened an Etsy shop:   at http://www.etsy.com/shop/travellingbeautifull

Here are a couple of the things which are presently listed.


I have listed a few pieces and will be listing more as time goes on.