Wednesday, 24 February 2010
The Continuing Tale of Headless Pip.
A mixed baggage of a post today with a little colour to start us off and make us feel that spring is out there somewhere, hidden in the grey clouds and intermittent drizzle, and ready to leap out at any given moment. Yes, a little optimistic, but it is nearly March after all and with that lovely thought in mind may I introduce the stunningly flamboyant flowers of the camellia 'Debbie' which is blooming right outside our kitchen window.
There are bright, fresh shoots appearing on the Rambling Rector rose, a present from my bestest friend for my birthday. I am having such fun planning on the best place to plant it, though I have almost settled on letting this manic rambler clamber through the hedge and up the old oak tree in wild abandon, showering the bed below with confetti petals and scenting summer evenings with its delicious scent.
And then there are the snowdrops still flowering for all they're worth. pretty scent if you get close to them you know.
So, having cheered you just a little I hope, I now intend to take it further with yet more comedy shots of the headless Pipany. Actually, the aim is really to show you my lovely new summer top knitted for me by the newly-ish taught and highly talented Mr Davey. Isn't it pretty?
I can't tell you how hard I find it taking pictures of myself. How does one pose? What look does one adopt? Grief, I so couldn't be Kate Moss...well, obviously that goes on so many levels!
Anyhow, enough of my preening. The top is really comfortable, much heavier than it looks so should be quite warm I think and has the prettiest hemline. I can see me wearing this on the beach a lot this year as long as we get some sun of course. Thank you Dave and for anyone interested, the wool (which is more like fabric ribbon) is called Sirdar Surfer and is on sale at Blacksheep Wools for £1.00 a ball - this top took 5 balls. Easy to knit with and very fast too. Oh, and that's me looking incredibly uncomfortable as my head is finally revealed.
This was the sky earlier this morning and it doesn't look set to change. A dirty sky full of glowering and forboding, a sky set to pour its cargo stright on my head whenever I step through the door.
I think it may be a day to snuggle down on the sofa with this...I wonder if Isabella will agree?
What are you up to today? x