Gale force winds, icy temperatures and i just saw online somewhere that the Yarra has burst its banks in the city and Southbank is flooded. Trees down everywhere too.
We've had both fires roaring, the fake one ...
and the real one.
The cats are doing a lot of this.
But! In between icy blasts on the weekend the mister and i went for a walk to the end of our road to one of the best local swimming holes,
and picked wild jonquils (pretty pretty weeds) which means Spring will come eventually, right? To continue with the yellow home decor and accessories i also made lemon curd. Sunshine in a jar.
In other news, the mister had both a physio and a doctor tell him he needs a knee reconstruction so he dutifully went off to see an orthopaedic surgeon who told him not to bother (i think "at your age" may have been implied but not uttered aloud) but to get an exercise bike to strengthen the leg muscles which will support his poor wrecked knee. (He also said YOU WILL NEVER I REPEAT NEVER PLAY SOCCER AGAIN which made the mister a bit sad). Anyway so as the internet person in this marriage, i was charged with finding a suitable exercise bike on ebay, which is a place i tend to stay away from, for obvious reasons. All of this is a longwinded way of saying that hooboy ebay is fun and oh the 1960s kidney-shaped coffee tables and Ercol armchairs that i am now lusting over, and oops somehow i managed to also snag myself my very own wooden cantilevered vintage sewing accessory, otherwise known in Craft Camp circles as a Lady Sewing Box, or just, a LadyBox. Behold.
How beautiful is she? I have had a lovely time organising all my sewing notions and important bits and needless to say with the LadyBox at my side i am now a master seamstress.*
* May not be true.