And The Fairies Are Tired......

The wisdom of having our children's birthdays 90 minutes apart was questioned extensively last week and at the weekend! Two parties, two home made cakes on top of work and everything else felt like hard work. But their faces when they saw said cakes, the quiet seconds hush as candles are blown out, wishes are made and happy birthday sung in loud voices makes it all worthwhile.

My Mum always baked my brother and I's birthday cakes, from that very 70's chocolate button and mandarin cake (do you remember it?) to chocolate trains laden with sweeties and Hansel and Gretal houses - to the most magical, a fairy tale book complete with writing, from a Jane Asher book I think.

I treasure these memories, they made me feel special, secure and loved. I want to do the same for my two where I can. That's why I'm tired but happy this Sunday night - two wee children had really happy birthdays and that's worth any tiredness or stress in my book.

(My very talented friend made the sugar paste fairies, I just made their home! In my hand above is how they looked today - a little bit nibbled and very tired!)

Small Things

My other half was away all weekend and the kids and I, well despite my worries we managed just fine. He was having the first time away with his own brother for over a decade seeing Roger Waters 'The Wall'.   

That rather lovely owl pendant was a small gift for me from Portobello Road Market - somewhere we loved in the past together.

 And those words well I'm trying to remember them, they make you think don't they? 

Teacups

Look at these lovely teacup candles that my clever friend Nic made.  One is for me and the other a present - but they do look lovely together.  Nic first made these for her wedding and they looked beautiful at the evening reception, the light dancing through the fine bone china. 

I think it's just about time to start lighting candles again of an evening, what do you think? 

Loch Lomond

Grainy and dark, I know, I know - I won't ever win any competitions for the clarity of my images. But it's what they convey isn't it? A wet, warm late summer day by Loch Lomond. A family get together, last of the summer paddles, a whisper of a rainbow, a new dress and a house literally on the lochside.

A beautiful day to get you through the hard parts of the week.

(The dress is from Fritha at Tigerlilly Quinn. Her shop is full of lovely things take a look)

We are still here?

So we are still here, living life along with the changing seasons. The leaves are ever so quietly, dropping in stealth. I'm ok with that, Autumn is good - in fact it's brimful of my favourite colours, smells and tastes.

We have been in our woods a lot. Just 5 minutes can make all the difference. The children have now taken to saying 'Mummy we are soooooo lucky to have woods behind our house'. I like that, my parents garden was like a mini woods and I still can climb my own 'Magic Faraway Tree' and relive those memories (it seems much smaller now!).

Friends for lunch and some cooking - that fennel and orange salad is from The Simple Things magazine and is well worth seeking out and making. Beautiful to look at and to eat.

If you are in Glasgow visit Sparklehorse. A new bar restaurant in the old Dowanhill Bar premises. Super child friendly, lovely indie vibe, great artwork, food and beer. If the name alone didn't do it for me then the black walls and 'charity shop picture of the month' cemented it as a fave!