The Antidote

Grey

I am rather hoping that my little stash which I shared last week will yield two lovely blankets.  I know that there will not be enough yarn for two blankets, but the palette will be shared between two very different projects.

I completely adore grey, and plan to paint the living room this colour.  Painting a room takes a lot less time than crocheting a blanket, so I thought I would give myself a head start.

I like my living space quite muted, with my family providing the colour, but I also like a peaceful and restful room which is both comfortable and tasteful.  One of my blankets will cosy up a leather sofa in this room.

I loved the other blanket which is not yet finished (ahem!) and wanted to do a similar one, but this time sashed in beautiful Shale Grey by Rowan.  Sumptuous grown up colours bound together with an elegant grey border.  I love it with all my heart!

Some of the little circles appear random and clashing in shades until they are joined with woollen clouds of smoke.

As I said in my last post, the dusky dove grey days of January make it a challenge to take photos, but I think my little circles both benefit from, and are complemented by the murky light.

 

Chores and Afternoon Tea

Why is it that you spend only two nights away from home and the laundry pile is four times what it normally is?  Than goodness we are having such a glorious September and I have been able to get things dry.  I refuse a drier and prefer my long line.

While I glean perverse enjoyment from the sorting and pegging of laundry, I despise the pressing of it, and seem to have spent the last two days ironing continuously.

Having pegged my washing at 0630 this morning, I had these babies in the oven before 0700.  They were smothered in radioactive icing and nibbled with my Nan as we spent an enjoyable afternoon in the sunshine in her garden celebrating her 80th birthday.

I am now going to pic my jaw up from the floor having just watch Jamie Oliver's exploits with an alligator. Oh my.