Sally and the Golden Turtle

Marion was very pleased to find Dianna: Goddess of the Hunt at Saint Gauden's Garden. Great bow!

Love the turtle.

We took a drive down to Brattleboro (thank you Nancy Drew for entertaining us on the long drive) to see Sally Mavor's exhibit of handmade fabric reliefs.

I am afraid this post will not live up to it's lovely title. I am very pre-occupied with painting the exterior of our house - will post pics soon - and so can not string a thoughtful sentence together.

It's hot - and all that it brings

 Well, it is hot. Stinking hot - wonderful really. I love that we experience such extremes. Bloody cold and stinking hot.

I am on a mission this summer to finish some unfinished business that I started over the school year. Here is a peek into the colors. Although I love sparse and neutral interiors I can't help getting involved with color. I also can't resist trying to make everything myself. This has been going on since I was a child and is a blessing and well..... a curse. Anyway, that's who I am so I'll just get on with it.

Are these not lovely?

We have been visited by family on flies - the blowy type. Their buzzing sends me right back to when I was a child and my mother, without hesitation or warning would reach for this......

this pump action spray. She would set to work pumping the mist into the air and sending the flies into a quick death dive. All of us children would make a run for it fearing the same fate would come our way if the fine mist settled on our skin.  Ahh, the good old days.

I hate to segway from flies to film but the good old days reminds me of Woody Allen's Midnight in Paris which I saw this week and loved, loved, loved. 

Loving July

Finally, after a long, long, loooooonnggg session of report writing (that Steiner, man oh man, what a task master!!) I am free to roam as I please. This has included raspberry picking at Peter and Vicky's Cherry Hill Farm, sadly or not,  depending on whether you were in the car at the time, all raspberries were consumed before we made it back to the house - except for the pint Vicky picked for Charles - making sure we put in the back out of reach. Must pick more next time! 

We dropped in on our favorite cafe in Chester on our way through. Somehow, maybe the hippy / healthy / good coffee style reminds me of Fitzroy in Melbourne and I can't resist a stop if we are near.  We made  another visit to Waterwheel fabrics in Londonderry. I go for the fabrics and the children go for the sweet Golden Retriever who is happy to lie in the shade and have the children pet her.  It is their chance at dog time having only a big ol' bunny and a fish for pets.

 And then there is the lake. We have settled into our summer habit of heading to the pond late in the afternoon. The sun is down, it is quiet. I can do some work (Oh boy, stop it with the work, already!) and the children swim, swim, swim. I love this time. LOVE IT.