BIG POST! (You have been warned)

Okay, I fell behind with my uploading, so here is the month of April so far.
I must say, editing is far easier like this, but uploading takes waaaay longer. I can't say it won't happen again, because it might. I was feeling rather unwell, then I was feeling just as lazy. Here they are, hope you like them!

Psychadelic peacock feather. Just because.


Rudie Nudie!
By Emma Quay, Bella loves this library book so much, I may need to buy her a copy!)


"Neezing!"
Felt like that's all I did that day. Bella gets very concerned: "Okay? Okay?". It's a wee bit cute!


Animals in the style of Jo Joof.
Bella has a book of these, which matches the quilt her Great-Gran made her. She's such a lucky girl. :)


Harry the Dirty Dog.
I loved this book as a child. And now I think I'll have to track down a copy for my daughter. :)


Rose.
Because on those days where I just can't be bothered, or don't know what to do, I fall back on things which come easily.


Owls.
These were a birthday present from last year... I love them. I got another set this year, that need to find a home. I shall have to find them one. :)


The Walrus and The Carpenter.
I can't remember whose illustration style I stole... Google will know.


Detail


The Very Hungry Caterpillar.
Because I'm totally jealous of my little baby cousin's cloth version of the book (Easter yesterday, he comes prepared despite not even being six months old yet... lol). It is freaking adorable!

24-01-2012

Unashamedly based on several of Da Vinci's sketches.
This was a pretty fast but very soothing and relaxing one to work on.
Enjoy the poem, I shared a few lines for it yesterday on Capturing Moments, and was inspired to do this today, because of my love for it.

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

-Ruth Hulbert Hamilton, Song For A Fifth Child.