
The results of Son 2's beadwork (so far!). He's making loads of little key rings with the aim of selling them at the town Vide Grenier...

Son 1's tin can handicraft, to be sold at the same event.

Can you guess what it is yet?



Son 2,
... and Son 1.
Inside these two parcels were the following piano books:
Rather continuing the orange theme, I made Ben a carrot cake using the last carrots from the garden. Son 2 specified how it should be made, and I have to admit that his variations on my usual recipe were an improvement - in two layers, with thicker icing!
On Ben's actual birthday, Monday, we were too busy baking to celebrate much, so it was a good thing we'd gone for the weekend celebrations. His company has a tradition of the birthday people providing crepes, tartes etc, and he always likes to bring something traditionally British. This year he made Melting Moments, which seem almost impudently English to me...
My youngest pupil brought me a picture of the two of us today:
Awww!
... for a while it became more interesting to gather my nicest French embroideries and iron them...
... than to do the shirts!
The little village scene comes from a napkin holder (at least that's what I think these little bags are):
I've found some beautiful embroidery on these bags, and no-one seems to value them any more.
This beautiful scene, covering all seasons, is half of a wonderful cloth which elizabethd gave me when we met last month.
I found this emboridered woolen picture at a VG last week.
Little post-its have appeared around the house as he has recovered...
Yesterday afternoon Son 2 fulfilled his desire to get to grips with my sewing machine - I decided that he was safe to continue my bunting if supervised...
Meanwhile, Son 1 was down at our local lake, fishing with his friend Maxime. They never actually catch anything edible, but it's a great hobby!
The trees reflect beautifully in the clay-pit lake, and the wildflowers are all around.
Back at home, and wishing this blog had smellivision (for old fans of Blue Peter and Simon Groom), our ornamental olive is flowering and perfuming the whole area around the front door. It's the most restful scent...