G'day sweeties, thanks for the feather fluffing yesterday. My feathers that is. Thanks to those who emailed me too, I got back to everyone I hope. Certainly given me some ideas and more really it's just the oomph I need to put myself out there. Something that isn't one of my talents. Funny really when I publish this out there. Although I dunno, for me this has always felt just like my place, so who cares who likes it or not? Apart from the odd blog troll who tells me what a complete idiot I am. I'm a big girl, I can deal with that ;-)
Anyway, I've been to the beach this morning with Mr BC, one of the benefits of working for oneself. The beaches are bathed in sunshine today, we went and sat right by the waters edge with a coffee watching the waves and the vast amounts of surfing dudes who suddenly seem to come out of the woodwork on sunny Fridays - I guess they work for themselves too?
I only wish I had my camera with me, it was a heady mix of crashing surf, icy blue water and millions of those sparkling dots, you know the ones...and Mr BC, you probably won't read this but if you do, hint hint on the CAMERA for CHRISTMAS.
So I thought I'd finish off the week with making some of the notecards I was talking about the other day - I am going to make some with my fave photos and some Christmassy vignettes...if they look ok I may possibly offer them for sale on here...I have to say thanks again to Gail who offered me not only her advice but took the time to help me further on this (you can find her beautiful cards here).
Before I go I'd thought I'd show you the old fruit box I sat and stroked last night ;-), I love this, like really love it but I didn't like the candle thingy I did with it (you can see that here), too much of a fire risk and just didn't look right to me.
I really like it now, the right way up and stacked full of old mags and stuff and books...last night after a long evening driving around the beaches with kids sporting activities (but btw also sneaking in a beachcombing walk with little Mr BC and collecting heaps of stuff for Christmas decs, think: washed up things and white paint) I rifled through it, plonked on the chair beside and stayed there until much later when Mr BC came in tired from the city.
I think you'll agree it looks much nicer and of course is another way for me to pretend I don't keep stacks of old magazines...
I love* the faded grey wood, the vintage lettering, the old nails with a bit o' rust. Right up my alley.
OKay kiddos, enjoy the weekend. I might pop in here with some pics...I'm going garage saling tomorrow to get my fix.
blogged for Cindy's Show and Tell and the event at Shabby Nest, thanks!
