simple is good

What do you do with two coiled girls, who are hot and bothered, and need to burn off some steam? A walk.

Living in a caravan is always a huge challenge, but when you home-school also, it's even harder. So I decided to take them for a walk. There is a public footpath at the bottom of the campsite, so I took them across a 'billy goat gruff' bridge, then across the emerald field of stinging neetles, and over mole hills. I noticed how pretty the little doll sized flowers where that were growing along side the stream, the girls picked out a few,and Karl picked the larger ones which were fortressed by nettles.

The day was warm and inviting, and the girls managed to stretch their legs, and pick their own flowers; the youngest decided to eat more than she held. We held buttercups up underneath our chins, and asked eachother whether we liked butter. Oh the loveliness, and how simple.

First of many

When I was at school I took G.C.S.E Art, whatever that meant! At the time I loved to create things, draw, sew etc, but I never felt happy with the restrictions of the tick-all-the-boxes attitudes of the 'ART' teachers. There was no autonomy on my part, and when I did show individuality, I was told that my work was immature( have you seen whats in the TATE modern?) Clearly they, were missing the point.

I went on to study ART at a-level, but came away with no useful skills, and once more thoroughly uninspired. It was a dreadful course, and there was always that star pupil who got praise for pasteling a giant sized pear, or other dreary edibles. The fact is, I fell out off love with creating, making, and my art in all it's forms ceased.

However, during last year my love affair was ignited once again, but with much more passion than before. My main source of inspiration comes from fellow bloggers, who's deeply wonderful art works drive me to seek where my own skills lie.

Last month I taught myself to crochet, and I've just completed my first project. My daughter loves her 'blankie' and takes it to bed with her each night. I love the love that has been poured into this, and the time. I feel so nourished by making something- hand-made is the best.

spring time at the dolls house

The girls decided to decorate their dolls house this-morning with adornments of the easter flavour. It got me thinking that I could make the house a centre piece for the seasons table, we'll just decorate the house according to the season/event/celebration etc.

we love the simple life

a few weeks ago, the sun decided to shine with warmth and optimism, so we decided to take the opportunity to cook outside, and it was glorious. We were given some trout that was caught in the stream at the bottom of the campsite, but being veggie, we didn't eat it. This was however a great learning experience for the girls, they were able to see the fish in it's raw state, and knew how it had been caught and prepared.

Karl whipped up some scrummy sliced pears and apples, and cooked in with brown sugar....ahh salubrious delights.

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Hi there,
I am a stay-at-home-mama, who currently lives in a caravan( no not the big mobile home style) a real touring one. I make and create most days, drawing much of the gravity associated with creating from other amazing craftsters, and artisans. I love reusing, reinventing, and fixing stuff. I can't get enough of blogs and seek inspiration on a daily basis from the earth and trees around me. I live with my little 'wombles' as I lovingly refer to them as; 3 and 20 months respectively, and my dream man Karl.