Fickle? Moi?

Hope you all had a good weekend. My weekend felt like it started on Friday when I met up with Emma for a long planned coffee and chat. Well, I say coffee and chat but that is slightly misleading as that would imply a quick cup and a few minutes talking. Ours was more of a three hours huddled round a table non-stop chatting affair. It was great, lovely to catch up on all of Emma's very exciting news, she has so much planned for this year, I could have stayed all day. My news seemed very humdrum in comparison. All this talking and we only spent five minutes planning our ongoing fantasy dream venture, a lavender farm on the Downs, oops was that a secret Emma?!!



We briefly came up for air halfway through when Emma gave me this beautiful corsage, isn't it lovely? Thank you Emma, it's pinned on to my green coat and it looks beautiful. Gorgeous mossy green knit and check fabric with soft lemon centre, really pretty. And Emma if you're listening M and the girls are up for that walk!



Those of you who read my post last week will know of my current love affair with all things green and yellow. Looking at all the photos on this blog will also reveal my deep seated obsession with pink and green. Call me fickle if you wish, but could you resist the colours of this chard I bought on Saturday morning? Beautiful, vibrant pink stems with deep foresty green leaves were just calling out to me from the veg stall - "forget the yellows, come back to us pinks, you know you want to!" Could you resist? Yellow may be seasonal but pink is for life! Besides which this chard tastes delicious and I'm looking forward to my risotto tonight...



Thanks to my family now for giving me such a lovely Mother's Day yesterday. We had a lazy day at home (not very lazy for M I admit, but nice and relaxed for me).



My daughters gave me bags of fudge which happen to be their favourites and these two beautiful green moleskine notebooks. I am now at the stage where when I'm at home alone (and often in company) I walk around muttering to myself, not cursing or ranting just general muttering - thinking aloud, trying to retain some of my ideas for new crafty things. The days of muttering are over, I shall now keep all my ideas in these books, jotting ideas down whenever they come so long as I can find the notebook and pen immediately - might have to resort to sewing them onto a piece of elastic and attaching it to my sleeve like those mittens my mum used to make me wear!



The sun has been shining a lot this weekend and these flowers Little Sister chose for me were just too pretty not to share. Yes she knows her mum too well. flirtations may come and go but the lure of pink never fails!