Friday, January 13, 2017

Roses for Thee



Hello everyone. I have always wanted to link up to Soma's, Wandering Camera linky party so this month I thought I might just throw caution to the wind and join in the fun. No wandering around the countryside taking photos....sorry.....just picking a bunch of the most frangance-filled bunch of roses and playing with them.

So.....I thought perhaps I would pick some "roses for thee". =)






I have discovered I love taking photographs, something I didn't realise till I started my little blog. I also love to style photos. I suppose, ever since I was a li'l wee girl I have been styling this and that. It has always been an intrinsic part of me to think of  a way to present something in a fresh and unique way, always imagining......"how can I make this a little different, a little more creative??"

I love mixing things up. I love the unexpected. I love the happy accidents that happen when one plays with the camera and subject. For every hundred happy snaps I capture, there is usually one or two which really pleases my beady li'l eye.







Though a bunch of roses always dance in a simple vase, how gorgeous they look peeking from within swirls and swirls of sumptuous, Italian coverlets and some pretty French lace.

















Of course, sometimes it is a bit tricky to choose just one or two photos!! =)







A bunch of ephemeral and pretty pastel roses, in all their simplicity, ever so gently evoking a sense of beauty. Whether sitting in a pretty vase or peeking from folds and folds of puckering, gorgeous fabric and lace, the rose speaks in a language all it's own. Indeed, the rose speaks in the sweetest and softest words, never failing to make the heart smile.



This year I have decided I want to improve my photography skills, even buy a new little camera. Funnily enough I went to a camera store the other day and the fellow inferred that my camera was a touristy one....not one for the 'real' shutter bug!! Oh well....it looks as if I have been doing it all wrong these past couple of years. I must admit I am a bit bamboozled by all the cameras out there. So much information for a novice such as me to digest. I came home without a new 'real' camera in my kit bag! For now me and my little touristy camera will just have to do....at least for a little while.

Until the next time, have the loveliest of days, perhaps even drink in the fragrance of a rose or two.


Linking up to the lovely Soma's Wandering Camera  party over at her beautiful blog, Whims and Fancies. I am always captivated by the beauty Soma captures with her magic camera and she very generously always passes on helpful information to those, such as me, whom need a lot of help with their photography.  I know some of you lovely ladies capture the most amazing photos of your everyday life, so why not pop over to Soma's place and join in the fun.


Thursday, January 5, 2017

Today is a good day.....to have a good day!


Today is a good day.......to have a good day! It is a fresh new year and the sun is shining. My good husband and I have returned from our little holiday and thankfully we did not melt as I last intimated we might. Actually, I found all that lovely hot weather rather wonderful. It was lovely to explore the Gold Coast of Queensland with the Summer sun beaming on us.

The view from our daughter and son-in-law's 13th floor apartment; such a gorgeous view of the city and the Nerang River.




Our daughter and son-in-law took us to the Q1 Skypoint Observation Deck where we enjoyed a high tea. The building is 77 stories high...with amazing 360 degree views of the Gold Coast beaches, to the hinterland and beyond.



Wish oh wish we had more time to spend with my daughter and son-in-law, but alas time never stands still for no man (nor woman). We truly did have the best time!

But....we are home again and for the next 6 weeks I can do whatever I please. You see it is the Summer holidays down here at the bottom of the world. No timetables to keep, no organising of sewing lessons, no anything.......just oodles of time to do whatever I please.......stitching, gardening,  reading (I was gifted oodles of books for Christmas...books are always my very favourite Christmas present), perhaps tarting up a chaise lounge, tarting up a room or two, visiting friends, meandering about in the summery countryside.....aah bliss!!

I want to finish quilting my scrappy/doily quilt and perhaps even finish my Cathedral Window quilt. I also want to  work a little magic on my boudoir....painting walls, creating a feature wall, ripping up carpet that should never really be warming any floors and giving the floor boards a lick or two of white paint. Well that's the plan, but as I am a gal who doesn't keep lists (it's useless anyway.....me and lists......nothing really ever gets ticked off) we will just wait and see, shall we??

But for today I find myself sitting in my swing seat (again), quilting my scrappy quilt. It's seems forever since I last picked up this pretty. I have looked longingly at it over the last couple of months, wishing I could pick it up but the days, weeks, just flew by quicker than quick.



It is beautiful at the moment, lazing here by the pond. Our friendly, neighbourly farmer has decided to plant acres and acres of poppies in the paddock surrounding our humble abode. It is a delight sitting here. As far as the eye can see there is a pretty vignette. The pond to the front, pretty Summer flowers dancing in the soft breeze to the side and pretty mauve poppies swaying in all their beauty for acres and acres to the back of me. How serendipitous. Last year it was a crop of potatoes.....this year poppies. Aah.....can't get much better than this, except perhaps acres and acres of Irises........but for this Summer the poppies will do nicely....very nicely........thank you very much!







Aren't I just the lucky gal to be surrounded by all this beauty!




Of course in a little while the poppy flowers will be gone and the farmer will harvest the seed pods, but for now I will just enjoy the beauty of them en masse.




Sitting here in my swinging seat, with my quilt in my lap, quilting, enveloped in a sense of peace and contentment, it just has to be a good day.....doesn't it?? I rather feel as if I am sitting in the middle of a Monet-esque painting.





Of course the occasional (only very occasionally) glass of wine and cheese always makes for a good day. =)



And of course a li'l quilting and a bottomless pot of tea with a li'l Christmas cake helps to make a good day......well.....perfect! =)




Enough of this chit chat......there's a small matter of a li'l quilting and a li'l tea drinking to be enjoyed! =)


May today be a good day for you, too. Until the next time............

Monday, December 19, 2016

"What can I give Him?"


“What can I give Him,

Poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd,

I would give Him a lamb,


If I were a wise man,

I would do my part.


Yet what can I give Him?

Give my heart."
                                         Christina Rossetti





I found this very old, gorgeous print in a dark little corner of an op shop. It is tattered and has seen better days but the children peering through the window, looking at the nativity scene spoke to my heart. It is titled "What can I give Him" referencing the beautiful Christmas poem by Christina Rossetti. The painting was painted by the Canadian artist J.M. Barnsley (1861-1929). I love the olde world feel of this lovely print. I love the simplicity of this poem......it says it all really. Jesus wants nothing from me but my heart; to love Him and follow Him.





I of course embellished in my signature style by adding a dash of lace and a sprinkling of Christmas decorations.......just to add a little Christmas sparkle, a little Christmas shimmer. =)



My good husband and I are off on a jet plane to warmer climes to celebrate Christmas with our daughter and son-in-law, so I will be AWOL for a week or so. I will return......that is of course if I don't dissolve into a puddle of melted corpuscles!! The jet plane's destination, I've been told is the land of heat, heat and then some!! In saying this, I am going to do my darndest to soak up as much sunshine as I possibly can  (it is freezing down here at the bottom of the world at the moment).



May each one of you lovely ladies have a most joyous Christmas. May your Christmas shimmer and sparkle as you make many new and precious memories, as you gather around your family and loved ones and celebrate. May there be moments of quiet reflection when you ponder the Christmas story and all the beauty therein.  Perhaps.....may you even ponder what you can give Him??

Before I board that jet plane, let me thank you all for visiting my place throughout the year; taking the time to read my posts and an even bigger thank you for always taking the time to pen such beautiful comments. I am so very thankful for each one of you. Indeed you are all treasures, always making my heart smile.

Until the next time...........







Tuesday, December 13, 2016

The House that Holly Stitched

This is a story about a wall hanging one of my sewing girls, Holly, stitched with oodles of love, for her mum. This story has a most moving significance which neither Holly nor I could  ever have foreseen when we first talked about this project...........but we will come to that later on.

Let us start at the beginning, shall we.

The wall hanging was started earlier this year with the intention of Holly giving it to her mum for Mother's Day. But for one reason or another, "The Kim Sharman School of Stitching Excellence" has only been open intermittently throughout the year.

I was visiting Holly's mum (a very dear friend of mine) in late January of this year and I noticed the advent wall hanging that Holly made a couple of years ago still taking pride of place on the wall. Yes indeedy, Holly's mum is one who seems to have evidence of yuletide still hanging well into the year. Deary, deary me!! How could this be?? Now, I am one of those gals whom when the 1st of January hoopla, moseys along blowing party whistles and chorusing in celebration......HAPPY  NEW  YEAR........the Christmas decorations come down and stay hidden until the following December.

This rather woebegone situation had to be remedied, so Holly and I came up with a brilliant idea (well we thought it was) of replacing the advent calendar with a wall hanging of  monumental significance. We decided how cool it would be to stitch a house, with memories of her family mingled throughout. Holly's mum has one serious photo collection capturing the everyday moments of growing children, those important milestones and family celebrations over the years. Yes indeedy, she is a bit of a shutterbug!!

With the hunting and gathering of  a selection of fabrics the designing of the 'House that Holly stitched' began. We decided to transfer photos of the family to fabric, using photo transfer paper.

Holly's house wall hanging is a house filled with delightful and whimsical details. From the shuttered windows that when opened to let the sunshine filter in, reveal special photos of members of her family. There are wild flowers growing in the garden which gently brush Holly and her brother James as they amble along the front path leading to the welcoming front door; which upon opening reveals her mum and dad on their wedding day.


Oh how happy and in love Holly's mum and dad look. They are beaming aren't they.

There are window boxes where pretty flowers cascade every which way and climbing roses escaping from pretty pots, trailing in wild abandon up the wall. You see this is a house where not only the blossoms bloom but it is a house where love grows.


Each window  is filled with special memories of family celebrations.......of family love.


Holly's dad and mum, when she and her brother James were teeny babies.


There is a cute, lace trimmed, attic window and the prettiest of roof tiles. There has to, just has to be a li'l lace peeking from a house......somewhere, don't you think??



There are clothes lines where the washing sways in the gentle breeze, kissed by the sunshine.



There is Old Man Sun with his gentle smile of love and radiance, beaming rays of warm sunhine upon this house of love and an ancient tree where the little birdies rest awhile.


There is Holly's dad and her brother James driving the big, red truck when he was a little fellow. I love this photo; such a precious memory!


Even Holly's furry friend, Lottie loves to sit on the front porch amongst the roses. You see, Lottie, with that feline sixth sense of hers, knows this house is a house filled with love!


Each family member's name has been quilted in a doodling fashion on the wall hanging.





For many months Holly slowly and carefully stitched her house,stitch by stitch until finally last week, her beautiful, house wall hanging was finished.








What is the moving significance of Holly's house wall hanging?? You see, Holly is the daughter of my friend who passed away several weeks ago. When we talked about and designed this wall hanging, we could not have thought of the beautiful and poignant memories Holly's amazing wall hanging would evoke today.



Holly's beautiful wall hanging hangs with pride of place in her home. It is rather akin to a beautiful and touching benediction of the love this family has for each other. Holly has done the most splendid job in fashioning this lovely work of art. Indeed, "the house that Holly stitched" is one filled with a lifetime of treasured memories. It is a wall hanging which when gazed upon each day will bring to mind many, many lovely remembrances of special times spent with each member of the family. When gazed upon it will bring to mind the most beautiful memories of a most wonderful husband, dad and grandad.....for he was their world and they his.

May I say a lovely thank you to all you ladies who are thinking of and praying for my dear friend and her family. I know she is comforted by the thought that lovely ladies, such as you, from all over the globe have taken the time to think of her and her family at this time.

Until the next time..................