Wednesday, 17 July 2013

A little something for after school...

Sometimes while the boys are at nursery/school, I like to leave a little something for them to find when they arrive home...

I do this instead of housework I might add...

For example I started making this map at 1.30pm which included, drawing in pen, watercolour, drying, painting over with a teabag to make it brown and burning the edges with a match. I then looked up, seemingly minutes later, to find it was 3pm! oops...

It's possible I got a bit carried away...

They liked it though...

The washing pile did not...

Arggghhhhhhhhhhhh! (The official pirate greeting)
It took seconds for them to be transported to the land of pirates where they searched tirelessly for buried treasure...
It is also possible that I never quite grew up...

Monday, 15 July 2013

Big Brother

My big brother came to visit us in England from Seattle recently after what felt like way too long. But then as soon as he was standing in my house it felt like it had been no time at all. In a good it's like we've never been apart way.

We are so different and yet in many ways we are exactly the same. It's a comfortable place to be.


It was good to hang out, to talk without a computer screen in the middle. To run alongside each other...

Sort of...

To be forced into bird watching every spare moment...


There is probably a bird in there somewhere right? To drink good beer and eat an obscene amount of food...
We Robinsons are ALL about the food. Mostly though, I enjoyed watching him gain hero status in the eyes of my children who previously had only seen him handful of times...

Maybe next time big brother, i'll see you in Seattle. 
I really hope so...

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Roses are red...

When my Nan died last February I was allowed to take some plants from her garden. I took a few things but the most important was one of her rose bushes. I have never grown roses before, thinking them hard to look after, so I was kind of terrified that I would kill this one. I placed it in the ground which was still hard and lifeless after a long winter. I hoped hard it would grow.
    I looked at it all the time willing it to grow, to be okay, not to die as if there is some part of her in there.
I kept it watered and fed.I continued to look at it often as if that helps.I freaked out when I caught Lucas hitting the bush with a large stick over and over with absolutely no idea of this particular plants great importance.
    Then there were buds. I counted them, forty-five in all, my mum told me that's a lot and that I should be pleased. I still have no idea what colour the roses will be but I picture yellow or pale pink in my head. One morning I found that it was covered in green wriggly caterpillars. I love caterpillars but I relocated them to another juicy site as this ones not for eating thank you. The next morning I found it covered (and I mean covered) in Aphids. Are you kidding me? Where's a ladybird or twenty when you need one? I spray them off with water but they are soon back. Am I being tested? Is locusts coming next?
    Then the other morning Isaac called me to 'quick come see...'
IT'S ALIVE!!!! And it looks like its going to be red. I jump around the garden like a crazy person. I wonder absently what the neighbours must think.Within a couple of hours it was this...
Looking more like a dark pink.

You get the idea, I took a lot of photos...

But the show ain't over yet. A few hours later it was full on open, gradually turning purple with white flecks inside. Is it always that quick?

I have never been so happy so see a flower in my life. I read somewhere that you should feed it with Bonemeal once the flowers have made a show. Which I dutifully did. And there's no stopping it now...
Okay so maybe I get what all the fuss is about when it comes to Roses. They certainly know how to put on a show. I'm still watching it carefully though and it makes me miss my Nan every time. In a good way...