the flavour of my day

looks like this

sniff. groan.

But it does give me time to put this together.

I blogged yesterday about the Sydney Stitches and Craft Fair.

see what leapt into my bag?

tally
2 skeins (one in a great scarf starter kit) of Lush Yarn
A couple of pieces of fabric from Ink and Spindle
off cut pack from Surface Art
off cut pack and a couple of cute kiddy tshirts from Sprout Design
a wonderful felt brooch from Dudley Redhead
a couple of cute badges from Shelbyville
gorgeous woollen felt from winterwood

I went over my budget. oops.

domestic goddess

There is a glaring gap

between the domestic goddess I long to be



and the time poor woman I am



I am almost comfortable with that

coffeemmmmmm

I thought I might blog today about the wonderful day yesterday with Helen of Waratah fibres learning new tricks. But, as you may have noticed I am in a swap - my first. Part of the swap is a weekly Sunday post. So I am going to leave the story of yesterday to Bells, who tells it better than I ever could, and post on my swap topic, which is:

This morning I sit here sipping a fresh cup with a bit of cream and some sweetener.. and the first sip makes the morning seem just a bit better than it was before. I love the smell, the warm feel of the cup in my hand, the taste - just everything! What is it that you love about your first cup of the day? Are you a daily drinker? How do you take yours? Tell us how you love to enjoy your first cup!

Now you may want to join in on the posts - cause I know that there are more than a few coffee addicts out there.

For me it depends on whether it is a weekend or a work day on how I enjoy my coffee. I used to make mine at home and take it to work as the coffee in our building's cafe is abominable- but recently I discovered great coffee in the Defence Department building across the road. So now each morning of the working week I stroll for coffee is a great excuse to leave the desk, catch some sun and catch up with work mates on all kinds of random things. I bring my coffee back to my desk and take in the view of the mountains while I enjoy every sip. I planned to put a photo of the view here but I'll be blowed if I can find it, so it is on with the next bit of the tale.

On the weekends it is another story altogether - I have the best coffee maker in the world. I love it to bits - the curves, the size and the utter cleverness of the design. It is called an atomic. Here she is...

Making the coffee is as good as drinking it with this wonderful, if grotty, machine. I usually take it to my deck with the paper, a knitting mag, or a spot of knitting and have 5 minutes to myself.

But today I am planning to daydream about what a good day I had yesterday with a bunch of knitters learning to work a drop spindle and dye yarn. mmmmm.

Saturday

This is my normal saturday morning - it is bliss......

I venture out with the pirate, and sometimes his best friend - who has been mentioned enough now to deserve a name - let's call him the first mate. We climb on the bike and in the bike trailer and cruise the several hundred metres to here -the northside farmers market.




The romance and pure joy of a farmers market is something that prepares me for the weekend - it sets the pace for a slower more thoughful time, to think about what to cook, what to plant, to compost and make, and to see our friends. It has a similar effect to yoga for me, without the flexibility - I feel grounded, in touch with my community and my surroundings.

I always buy fresh flowers - at the moment my favourite flowers, freesias, are about. I buy coffee from the local producer Wagonga - who do the best fair trade and organic coffees. I get the vegies of course - sometimes some pate, always some spelt bread and always some fish. Today it is a whole lemon sole which I will put on the BBQ for lunch tomorrow with some lemon, garlic, dill, salt and olive oil.

And always always we go and pat Henny Penny the chicken on the way to buy a cupcake. The pirate gets to pick his cupcake of the week- this week it was jelly babies, last week smarties, the week before that a green crocodile.

Life is good isn't it? three cheers for the slow food movement and farmer's markets everywhere.