We moved, and survived. Took us a while to get plugged back in, but everything seems to be back in order now, albeit a little squashed. The blog irony is of course that when your life is chocablock with stuff going on the blog is silent, whose got the time?
I feel like I'm taking part in some kind of experimental 70's project. The house is relatively featureless, except the doozy original fixtures such as:
Some very charming Jetson style light fittings
Epilepsy inducing bathroom tiles
Retro kitchen appliances
The saving grace is however, the aspect
And the massive backyard -
the block is just on 1000sqm, and backs straight onto the reserve. Unfortunately (or fortunately?) there is no fence at the moment, so we're playing host to picnickers, dog-walkers, dads and kids kicking the footy - even the postie comes through on his motorbike.
Planning has begun on the scope of the renovation, and meetings with the architect are imminent. One of the features is a large combined dye studio/laundry/bathroom, which I'm looking forward to. I've sadly neglected knitabulous yarn while the other house was on the market, so it'll be great to get back into the swing of the dyepots again.
But today I took some time out and spent it with some friends in the beautiful South Coast Dairy country. Glenora Weaving had their annual open day today, and Kylie, Catherine and I went along to the hot news is that apparently the owners are moving from the farm into the township of Gerringong. I'm so glad I went to see where they are now before the move, it's beautiful!
Did I buy anything? I did! I bought six cobs of linen yarn in a nice mix of retro muted colours, to do that missoni style throw I've been banging on about. It was one of those purchases that I just can't wait to start, I'm actually physically holding myself back and forcing myself to finish this tablecloth before I get started. But my eye, it keeps wandering over to those little cones, so enticing!
I'm running again, the spring weather has finally arrived, Melbourne Cup is around the corner and in two weekends time I'm taking more time out and spending it with some wonderful people at Sewjourn in Lancefield! Yay aeroplane ride! Yay swanky lunch!
It's been a tough year in a lot of ways, but I'm waving, not drowning.