Finally I have submitted my final assignment in for the semester. My goodness what a weight off!
Now I can focus on home, on work and the boys. What a challenging semester. Not in a bad way, but it was completly and utterly all consuming thats for sure. Im glad to be done, and proud I have done it.
Im looking forward to having more spare time at home. To do the things that have slipped, or that I havn't had time for. I look forward to fluffing up my nest, to reading books for fun (what a novel idea!) going to bed early and to stop having to push quite so hard to get things done. Until next semester that is.
Home is such an important place for me. So often underrated. Its where friends can come to relax, to celebrate, to share their struggles. Its where family is nurtured and grown. We laugh, we cry. Foughts are had, and more importantly resolved. Where love grows strong, where we get to be truly who we are.
Yes it's good to be home again. In both body and mind.
I have finally started the quilt I have wanted to sew for our bed for years. Its not going to be complex, simply a collection of fabrics from my stash sewn into a big raggedy quilt. How I have missed being creative with my hands. I have decided my next craft once the quilt is done is going to be knitting. I love yarns, natural fibres. The beautiful clothes that are created from them. I would love to be able to knit well. So I'm going to learn. Great Granny is a wonderful knitter. I'm going to go and visit her one night in the city, bring her dinner and get her to teach me. it will be good for the both of us. She is an amazing woman.
A beautiful older friend from church dropped off these flowers picked fresh from her garden this morning, just to brighten my day. I love the generosity of country people.
I love sage. I love it as a herb, I love it as a flower. Its tough and so well suited to our hot climate. I will certainly be planting more of it as we establish our garden. What a show it puts on!
These giant holly hocks are amazing. They come up like weeds here. They are all ready to burst into flower, these ones are about 8ft tall.....the dogs had a little dig in that garden bed....sigh.
Our cammomile is in full flower, so once a week I harvest it and dry the blooms for tea and what not.
Much love,
Emma
xx