|Butterfly in my garden this morning|
Taking my coffee outside into the garden, it's cold here at the moment and I was shivering, I spotted my first butterfly of the season. I felt excited and hurried indoors for my camera not expecting said butterfly to still be in situ but it was worth a try. And by golly, it was still there. This little butterfly began to shift my blues very slowly away and it made me think. Everywhere around us, no matter how we are feeling, there is beauty and good around us, but sometimes we have to be woken up and even shaken out of our blues, not always an easy feat. Googling a few moments ago, I discovered that this was probably an orange tipped butterfly, look carefully and you can just see the orange.
|Allium just coming out and butterfly|
|Notice the tiny little bit of orange... |
Think it means it is an orange tip butterfly
So what else has happened to me this week...
My daughter had her leavers dress up day and prom, where on earth have those years flown? I so remember being that age and thinking I was so very grown up, looking at my daughter, I realise I wasn't at all grown up but it is a rite of passage and she must also feel the same. She and two friends decided to be the 3 blind mice from the movie Shrek and a third friend was Shrek himself.
|Such a fun day for them|
The weekend saw us empting or should I say part empting as we will have to complete it all tomorrow, the workshop and shed at the bottom of the garden. I have had a mad idea for some time now to change the bottom of the garden around. Very time consuming and it will create huge upheaval and I must confess to beginning to wonder if I have not made a huge mistake in beginning the little, ha, really BIG project. Time will tell. I have already completely shoved and stuffed the car full and taken 4 dump runs and 2 charity runs. Why on earth do we have so much 'stuff'?
|Just some of the items that were brought out.|
One of my oldest and dearest friends came home for a few weeks, she has been living in Australia for the last eight years with no intention of moving back here at all, they are settled and as her husband said, they are living the millionaires life there that they couldn't afford to here. So we seldom see each other. But it is true isn't it, that no matter how infrequent the times together, true friendship picks off where it left off. I miss her already.
|We cannot underestimate the value of friendship|
...and what would my week be without some form of craft? I have joined in with a wonderful and relatively short craft along, called a sock along... am loving making these socks, for more details about how to join in, it's not too late and is perfect for beginners, see here
|Knitting up sock two, both aiming to be ready to |
start the heel on Sunday
♥ Here's to a less blue weekend ♥