Sunday, 24 May 2015

WOW! SEE HOW IT'S GROWN

For me the most difficult part of having a perennial garden is 'patience'. It's quite alarming to see everything die back at the end of the growing season but so delightful to watch it all spring back to life again starting in Spring. This is my first time of seeing that happen.
These photos were taken on 21 December 2014 to show how it looked on the first day of winter.
and the above 2 photos show it on 21 March 2015 when Spring had sprung. Another month to go before Summer but this is how it looks today.
I am so happy with it and it's a delight to sit out there when the sun shines.

A HANDSOME BIRTHDAY BOY

Today would have been our Toby's 25th birthday. I'm running out of photos now to use in his albums but there are just a few that I still can play with, this being one.
The page is simple and to be honest, quite rushed today. It's not that I think any less of Toby, rather more a lack of time as I'm still catching up following our recent trip away. We still take Toby with us, albeit in his little box and I know some will think that foolish, but it's just something we do.

Thursday, 21 May 2015

A NEW DOOR WREATH

I'm back home after a trip south to see my friend Sylvia. She is doing well despite having a long journey in front of her to get feeling back into her fingers, but believe me when I tell you she has a firm grip! It was wonderful to see her and quite emotional because of what she has gone through, but she is being so well cared for by her hubby that I am confident she will get there.
My garden is coming on in leaps and bounds too and it seems I have only lost about 3 plants. Hopefully, I will be able to show a few photos in a day or so after I've finished planting all the new plants I bought while away.
In the meantime, it is time for a new front door wreath so I've just had a little play and made this,
The colours are warming, I just wish the weather was!!!

Sunday, 3 May 2015

12 TAGS OF 2015 - MAY

It's tag time again. all the details for Tim's May tag can be found here. It took me all this morning to make my tag in between sneezing, coughing, runny nose etc. I have a bad dose of rhinitis which has plagued me since last November and despite medication, just will not go away. Anyway, I did my best with the stash I had and came up with this.
Everything I used is Tim's except the photo and the hesian. There is such a lot going on and it wasn't at all difficult but it turned into a fabulous tag once more.

Saturday, 25 April 2015

A CANVAS, SOME TISSUE WRAP AND ......

Some weeks ago I decided to do a bit of crafting. Now I've never said I was an expert, it's just a hobby to me but I do enjoy it - sometimes!
Workshops are few and far between in my neck of the woods certainly those showcasing mixed media and all things painty and grungy. I don't get to have fun with others very often so not being any good at all at thinking outside the box to create a thing of beauty from my own thoughts I really do struggle.
I began the latest struggle with a blank canvas. Indeed, I took the cellophane off one and that was half the battle!!
What to do.... I stuck Tims tissue wrap all over it before tearing some lovely hand made paper I found in my stash and sticking that on top.
It stayed that way for weeks before I added the texture paste through a Tim stencil. 
I really liked the blue paper but decided to tone the whole thing down a bit by adding Gesso to various areas.
Distress stain was next. I splodged some on my craft sheet before using a broad brush to pick it up and allowed it to run down the canvass.
I loved the end result but it just had to have more and that was my undoing. I had no idea how to go forward. I just sprayed some paper roses with the same rusty hinge distress spray and  stuck them, together with feathers and butterflies, to the canvas.
It's quite distinctive but not what I wanted to make. So a big thank you to those of you courteous enough to send positive comments. One day I will create a masterpiece - said in the same vein as 'one day we will be millionaires'.