Frazzy Dazzles

On the weekend we went over to a friends house for a play and a visit. While we were there The Little Bush Princess  accidentally tripped and stepped on a little dolls bed. Crack went the base. Then that sinking feeling of ‘Oh dear….my child just broke something at someone else’s house. Something I can’t fix….’ washed over me.

Turns out that the break wasn’t too bad and it had happened before and been able to be fixed. However, the fact remained that something was broken and it was our fault. I know how upset my kids are when things get broken and this little friend is a sweet and kind little girl.

So we set about a little bit of feel good, around the kitchen table on a Sunday morning crafting to make amends. This is what we came up with.

It’s a fraction of the size of the bed that was damaged…but we hope that it will heal the hurt until the other dolly bed can be mended.

If you know our family at all then you know that Steve Irwin played a huuuuuge part in The Golden Child’s growing up. If you don’t know our family then this story should tell you how much.

On Khaki Day we were woken by the children fussing around in the kitchen at about 6.30am. When I stumbled out, bleary eyed (it was Sunday!) into the kitchen I was met with a fully khaki dressed boy and a smaller version in the form of his sister buttoning up her own dress up. They’d obviously gotten their heads together and and decided on their days plans.

A trip to the property to see lizards insects. They were ready to go. It wasn’t 7am yet!

It was a hot hot day in the making so we headed off in the morning rather than wait for the heat of the day.

Scott took off on foot up through a gully that runs off to the right of this picture to water some trees that he’s planted while the kids and I went exploring. Being Steve Irwin Day I let the kids do the leading and they showed me the treasures they’ve found on the property.

First cab off the rank was a trip to this fallen tree. If you were standing in front of this fallen beauty you would know why it was of interest to the kids. This tree is buzzin’. Literally. Our own little (I hope little!) swarm of bees are in residence here. Very interesting to watch. Such busy little insects!

Then off to the creek. It’s not really flowing at the moment. There hasn’t been much rain. That doesn’t mean that there’s nothing happening there. The Golden Child told me about a little monitor lizard he’d found there with his father a few weeks earlier. He went straight to the little pool he’d seen it in and just like in the movies there was the little lizard warming his back on a rock! Steve Irwin would have been proud! The Golden Child certainly was. He was so proud to be able to show me this little herpetological treasure.

So we passed out time quietly sitting on the rocks and under the trees. Listening to the bees buzz and the creek trickle. We watched the grass ripple like waves on the ocean and watched the birds fly over head. Sitting there with the little Fairy Wrens and listening to the children’s conversation was so lovely.

I think Steve Irwin would have smiled on our little Wildlife Warriors. Doing their bit to make sure his part in our lives will never be forgotten.

In just a little over two weeks I’m going to trot myself off to a large outdoor market to try and plug my wares to unsuspecting strangers.

I’m scared and unsure.

I’m nervous and lack direction…but somehow I’m going to get myself organised enough to hopefully have a good day.

One of my friends is coming along with some of her goodies so I won’t be on my own.

I’m also sure that as the day progresses I’ll have a stream of people I know dropping by to keep things bubbling along.

I’m going to take along some clippety clips. The only thing was that I had no idea of how to show them off and get them seen in the crowd. It’s a BIG market.

I finally hit on the idea of having a frame made up for them and stringing lengths of grosgrain ribbon vertically to clip them to.

 So I was off to visit my lovely framer. Coincidence being what it is I ran into her at the airport while picking up my husband. I told her what I wanted and she said that not only did she ‘get’ what I wanted but she actually had something similar in her workshop that a friend had given her. It used to hold jewellery at markets. It had a stand at the back and everything. Free standing…..ooooh nice! I was imagining having to lug my eisel out there.

Soooo….we struck up a deal. I traded her twelve empty egg cartons for her chickens to fill for sale….and I got the frame. Beautiful!

 So with a little lick of paint we’re in business! Well almost.

Still two weeks worth of solid freaking out to do between now and then!! 

This is my morning cup of tea. Do you like the cup?

I do….I love it!

It’s the best kind of cup. Not only because it’s The Very Hungry Caterpillar….but because it was a gift of kindness from a friend that I’m yet to meet face to face. It comes from Julie from Little Cotton Rabbits.

The cup came in a package of happiness that also held this little lass.

Isn’t she delightful? She’s a sister for Winsome.

We’re all so very happy that she’s come to join our little cotton family.

How beautiful is that tail poking out from behind her frock?!

Two snuggly little hedgehoggers also made the long journey. I could only photograph one though….The Little Bush Princess was having a little sleep when I took these photographs….clutching her little hog!

There was so much loveliness in this package, kind words in a LCR card, chocolates that didn’t make it to be photographed either! Things that brightened my day and that have gone on to make me smile every time I’ve looked at them since.

I know that a lot of people who will come here are already Little Cotton Rabbit fans. All I can say is that I’m so very fortunate and happy to be a Little Cotton friend as well.

Thank you Julie!

I know that a lot of people know how to do a lot of things using the photoshop program.

I don’t.

However….I am willing to have a bit of a play around with it when time permits. With a lot of trial and error and a little advice from my dear husband I came up with her.

I like her. It’s nice to try something new and like the end result!

Meanwhile, if you’re looking for me tomorrow I’ll be sitting in the dentist chair. My own personal hell. Starting root canal therapy.

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