Easily missable, everyday lovely and Vintage Inspired Calendar for August

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I think that my very best label is "everyday lovely" why?..

because when you consider the events of most of our lives in 

any given week they are often simple, routine, easily missable

& seemingly insignificant unless we have our 

"everyday lovely" glasses on. 

Only then is it possible to see that life may indeed 

have been crammed with sweet encounters & events.

Like a bowl full of gentle offerings for "Katie" 

from a sweet wee boy.

  together we picked some of mummy's favourite flowers

finding freshly dropped macademia nuts on the footpath 

when out walking with my love

(I didn't know that they were ready in winter!)

walking by some waste land today & spotting
these vibrant calendular flowers. 

I think I might infuse some in almond oil to use for my

next batch of skin cream ..nearly run out again. 

(follow the link for my recipe)

rediscovering the skinniest bit of paper with the simplest 

recipe for fruit cake that you could ever imagine & finding 

that it works really well

the astonishing royal blue of the berries that have 

turned up on the the mondo grass

sunshine in winter & afternoon tea in the garden

..with visitors

pretty finds from Trade me

two sweet vintage necklaces

and some exquisite vintage French ribbon

which will be lovely for using on one of my upcycling projects like this cotton sweatshirt that I "did" sometime ago

 

of course when you are immersed in everyday loveliness you

don't spend too much time fussing about the front "moss"

..we no longer have a front "lawn" after a winter of 

persistent rain, instead you take pictures that can only be 

captured when the world around has been stripped bare

much

A particularly special message from Katie's kindred cook, Matt

 Hello dear friends of an angel, so glad that you you've popped in for a wee visit. 

 I am delighted to share these wonderful thoughts with you.. 

sent to me via Facebook this evening by my Matthew 

& published with his permission : )

If you haven't visited "our" angel in the kitchen blog yet

you are most welcome & will find us just here

Although its only the very beginning of August, this morning the ever looming consumer driven ethos of Christmas had already arisen in my ever pondering mind. However, I then remembered upon returning home to my parent’s last Christmas day for the first year in five, that together as a family we’d enthusiastically decided that no longer were we going to buy into the modern concepts of Christmas. We had already come to the insight that Christmas is a ‘time’ to get together from across the country to spend as a family, not just simply a day. And so instead, as a foodie family, we were going to give each other wonderfully interesting offerings of the edible kind. Now several months down the track, I’m really quite enthusiastically looking forward to this coming Christmas. However, since our re-evaluation on festive priorities, Mum and I, like any other year, just as the seasons change, week by week have discussed all of the new, and interesting, and unusual foods we’ve found. Whether from tucked away in little whole-food shops or amongst our local weekend farmers markets, we’ve conversed about food. We’ve taken photo’s of the food we’re cooking and of our edible creations, and via one electronic means or another have wowed the other with a colourful display of yumminess. But, this only lasted up until a month ago, when the discussions and pictures were no longer suffice. At first, amongst the mail one day, I received a bunch of lovely fresh aromatic thyme. Then it was a bag of ‘earth gems’, that were bright yellows, and reds, and purples, and looked like little plums, smelt like beetroot, and tasted in between a really waxy potato and a yam... Then in return, I sent her a couple of loaves of my freshly baked sourdough that I’d concocted from my ten month old sourdough bug, bundled up with a couple of incredibly deep-purple organic kumara. The following week I had an uncle arrive on the door step, while passing on business, accompanied by a large box of glorious fresh Hawke’s Bay grapefruit, oranges, mandarins and tamarillos. Not to mention my now favourite kitchen accessory; a green vintage cast iron enamel frying pan. And even now, I sit here while a rather large bowl of Mums citrus fruit soaks, awaiting its transformation into a marvelous batch of thick delicious marmalade, of course which, a jar or two will find itself in the back of a postal van on a journey to the other side of the country. However, I’m now faced with the predicament, as this enthusiasm for food escalates; what do we now do for Christmas? For as it seems, our concept of giving edible wonders as Christmas gifts, has now become the cross-country offerings of a daily evolving culinary journey. My excitement is no longer on the coming Christmas when I visit home for our vegetable filled family time. Its now focused on our everyday life as a family, lived from a distance, but quite fortunately one of the most functional relationships I've known. Of course, I also find childish Christmas-time excitement in pondering on what the next thoughtful parcel might contain? But that, I couldn’t even begin to predict.

Katie’s Kindred Cook,
Matt.

Bespoke, Bunting, Bokeh

Bemused? let me explain..

It's so much more fun learning about "stuff" because you 

want to than because you have to. Bumping along with others 

through a global expression of common interest creates the 

perfect medium for happy learning & the exchange of 

useful skills & knowledge in a way that transcends age,

ability & locality.

As I mentioned in my last post, I am learning new things all 

the time..(might stave off the early dementia 

you never know!)

I had begun to wake up to the term "bespoke" quite recently

& realized that I actually had no clue as to it's meaning but it 

sounded quaint & appealing so I set about discovering what

this lovely word was all about.

   It pretty much just means commissioned, or made to order.

If I could have asked her I would have bespoke my Trade Me 

friend Leigh (lamplady) to make me this delightful bunting 

using 12 different kinds of vintage Sanderson fabric...

but she'd already made it anyway : )

Once it arrived it never made it out of our bedroom..perfect!!

perhaps we could call it intuitive bespoke bunting!

And of course bunting are the decorative flags that

can be made of anything at all really & strung up inside

or out purely for their celebratory or decorative impact.

My research turned up this info:

"Bunting was originally a lightweight worsted wool fabric

used for making flags of the Royal Navy"!!

I saw a fabulous bunting in a magazine recently made using

old maps & hung on the wall in a boys bedroom.

I also really like the idea of vintage or retro sheet bunting

for outside & just love this from the latest Victoria 

mag.. bunting made with old doilies

right.. the doilie hunt is on!

Another fascinating concept is the decade old Japanese

photographic technique known as bokeh which I stumbled 

upon in my exploration of "We heart it" an on line image

album site. I found the site through Sophie at 

"Her library adventures".. one of those wonderful people 

who effortlessly shares fun bits of her busy life & her 

passion for vintage finds while simultaneously enabling 

others ..ah that's right she's also a teacher..

firstly, if you have a minute & would be interested

do pop over to my image album at We heart it Pollyanna

...well it wouldn't accept any of my real names & I do

love rainbows & prisms & I am practicing the "glad game"!

Here are some of the lovely bokeh images from my album.

this site, I must say, isn't for everyone but you will be quite 

safe with my collection..the general feed is certainly an 

electic mix of interesting images..a global confluence

Secondly, bokeh:"The term comes from the Japanese word

boke (暈け or ボケ), which means "blur" or "haze", 

or boke-aji (ボケ味), the "blur quality". 

The Japanese term boke is also used in the sense

of a mental haze or senility!!!

In photography, bokeh is the blur or the aesthetic quality 

of the blur, in out-of-focus areas of an image, or "the 

way the lens renders out-of-focus points of light."

^{I would say that this picture that I took last
week of my lovely snowdrops would have bokeh
qualities wouldn't you agree?}

^{I really do just have to pop this in here. 
My gorgeous vintage tablecloth that I stumbled 
upon this week..I just love it !!}

^{more of tablecloths & tea next time
much}

A Smile Box of Winter Joy

I always say that life should have "flow"... 

marvelous to gather things, important to release
some from time to time

and so revitalising to keep learning new "stuff".

I am so inspired by Audrey just now.

  My dear just-across-the-road neighbour whom, in her
eighties lives carlessly alone with walls of books as her
fond companions, buys all she needs from op shops &
pops across the road each week to buy large quantities of
fruit (which is the very reason that I have my wee "shop") 

She has a voracious appetite for books & knowledge.

Still studying & perpetually reading, she is so full of
interesting opinions & has a head full of fascinating
facts & recollections of a life experienced to the full.

She tells me that she only feels to be in her mid 60's but when

she leans against the fence to chat the years give her away,

just a little. This week she suggested that I might like

to do some university papers!

Mmm..as I told her, I am learning all the time & I

love to explore knowledge by finding out about

the "next thing in front of me" at my 

"point of need".

Which brings me to bespoke & bokeh & smile boxes.

I don't know about you but I have learned a HUGE amount 

in the last couple of years as I have begun to use a
computer, learnt to email, buy & sell on Trade Me,
write not one but 2 blogs, join Facebook &
even to learn how to take fairly reasonable photos. 

All things that I have never done before.

I have always loved words. I vividly remember at Primary
school the satisfaction of the word Maraekakaho in the
middle of my spelling list..go on spell it out loud...
isn't it lovely!!

It's actually a place name, of an area just out of town.

I don't want to keep you here for too long,
you might get bored!

So I will come back to the bespoke, bokeh, earth gems &
we heart it next time..very soon.

What I do want to show you is this wonderful site

called "Smile box" (thanks so much to lovely
Fiona at Maiseys Attic!!!)

Have a wee look at what I made this week.

There is so much here that you can do for free, however the
music selection is somewhat limited..when I sent my creation
to Rob's mum I didn't realize it went to her with sound
..Rob had left a "thingy" plugged in to the side of the
computer which stopped the sound this end.
I laughed & laughed when
I heard the accompanying music so I have left it there to
hopefully make you smile too & encourage you that having a
go at these things is the point..too bad if it is a little strange..
or not quite perfect it's all about learning



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Triumph and Boiled Lettuce

I have been so grateful for the world of blogging in the 

last few weeks. Reading the lovely posts of my blogging 

companions' creativity & everyday adventures has kept 

me anchored & sane.

We have been facing the most terrifying & stressful of times.

My poor darling has endured the most despicable work

related bullying over the last few years.

 Finally, this week, a number of nasties have concluded & 

at last been fully disarmed.

We have discovered through this time that we are both

strong & capable but also sensitive & vulnerable.

We have held on tight together & come back round once 

more to being so grateful for the simple, beautiful things

in life & for a love & friendship that has endured

& deepened despite the storms. 

"Grow old with me the best is yet to come"

I didn't fully understand how this would be 

until more recently.

When your children leave home everyone bangs on 

about the "empty nest syndrome" & the major upheaval

that this will be in your small wee menopausal life, 

 just the same as they always tell you that you better

hang on to every minute of your children being small 

"because they grow up sooo fast".

What no one ever says is that it's ok to wish your 

kids would grow up sometimes & that the adult relationship

that you get to have with them after they have left

home will be with you far longer & possibly be much 

more satisfying than you could ever have

imagined all the while that you were all growing up

& struggling through the early years together.

The thing is there are always

new miracles,

fresh starts

just around the corner..

let's hold tight to the wonder of the simple things

.....these really do look like fairy's hats
don't you think?!

And just look at Archie who I found in a 

recent NZ Gardner mag

bet he never imagined he would ever grow such a carrot!

I found these in a sheltered spot in my garden 

this week..

sometimes it's just seeing things in a new light that helps

although I am not very good at change, without it

there are so many things that we would miss out on.

The last few weeks have been profoundly wet & sometimes

very cold which means in spite of the feather duvet inner 

& snuggling up together we were still a teeny bit cold. 

Then I remembered the magnificent wedding cover 

that I had 

carefully tucked away in the linen cupboard.

It is just so exquisitely hand made.

I bought it at the Antique

Centre in Napier a few

years ago

now you see without winter I might never have retrieved this

beauty from the cupboard & marveled at the workmanship

and been just warm enough when covered in such loveliness!

a surprise bloom..no wonder she's called "Dove"

Today we headed down the road to a local car boot sale

but found that it wasn't on this week so we popped in to a 

garage sale on our way home & Rob came across this

well treasured National Cookery book by Una Carter

"medalist"

not so sure that we'll ever make the stewed brains or the 

 cooked lettuce & probably especially not the boiled

cock's comb but it is quite an astonishing thought that

this one cook book embodies the cookery life experience

of another woman in another time..

I didn't get out & about much this week but I did pick up

this vintage teapot at Connections. There was just something

so familiar about it. It'll at least make a good prop for 

a new tea cosy perhaps.

a bit chilly to be swimming just now I would have thought

but then who would imagine that this little one would 

be having ago just now too..resilience!