Lately of an evening, I've found myself stitching tiny clocks out of felt. This is my favourite so far, but I do think I need to try out a few more shapes before I'm really happy.
I've also had some secret making of an evening too as Miss Rosey hit the grand old age of 14 years on Monday. After seeing her sisters Bunny doll (made ages ago) she asked for a monkey version.
I hooked one up for her birthday complete with a curly wurly tail and monkey ears.
She's been named Gloria in case you wonder these things.
Other excitements around birthdays have been fabric finds as usual with a barkcloth that makes me dream up so many ideas. I fancy a coat, but would a dress not be a safer way to go?
Either way I've got the most perfect foxy footwear to go with it.
The saddest news wa the return to school today of my girls. This officially signals the end of carefree days and summer capers for another whole year.
We certainly packed in a few more happy memory days over the last few left to us.
We went boating at Thorpeness to explore the islands and bob on a boat. I was chief rower as it turned out my man had only ever rowed once before. Years together and see I still don't know everything about him. I taught both the girls to row so that they'll be able to take turns next time.
Once one cygnet wanted to check us out all his mates joined in too. Miss Millie loved it, Miss Rosey was a bit worried and yelled row faster, faster. I did as I was told to calm her down and so they swam faster and faster. Never ever try to outrun a cygnet is my advice to you.
At a party by the sea we ventured off to see the classic cars on the cliffs.
Dream cars were lined up. We oohhed and ahhhed for a while, before heading down to the shore below.
A stroll turned into a very long explore. It was a heavenly evening, the tide slipping in while we gazed into rockpools made from the chalky cliff base.
Finally we turned inland and climbed the cliff path away from Sheringham to head to Beeston Bump.
Over that ridge was the most glorious view and the path back to the party we'd been away from for quite a while.
Thankfully we have understanding friends.
So here we are in September.
A wonderful month where if we're lucky we are blessed with an Indian Summer. I always see it as a time of change.
An ending of things and the start of the new.