A little colour to brighten your week.

They're currently winging their way to Mr Eastwood himself. We hope he likes them. The home brew & the labels that is.
I do love a little JV on the DL with my man. Joint venture on the down low that is for you hip folks out there. I love the expression, we've knicked it from a friend. He won't mind I'm sure.
This gorgeous little man makes me happy.
Cherries from our tree, picked by my one & only. He makes me happy.
My new "oh my, I can fit everything in it plus the kitchen sink (and the all the dishes piled in it)!" bag. A replacement birthday gift after the departure of the hairy turnips. So very spoilt, I'll treasure it forever & ever.
This basket full of delicious bendigo cotton, waiting to be crocheted into something sweet. Bought during the sale... bonus happy.
Gifts wrapped & ready for gifting. These are the only two ready, but an achievement none the less. No paper this year, fabric bags are the new paper in our house. I even sewed them with french seams. So very chic. To think I've only just discovered the french seam... now everything is getting the french seaming treatment. And yes, the donkey does have a sign around his neck that says 'smart ass'. Too cheeky? Perhaps.
Some beautiful metallic bookcloth. Is that enough of a hint as to what it will become?
The third & vital piece of the puzzle arrived last week. Now I just need to get into the studio with my brush & glue & get very busy. Unfortunately I'll have to wait until we're back from our Queensland trip to do such things. I'll be sure to show you when they're finished.
:: Hello's & Thank you's ::
& 3 different birthday card designs. 

I'm currently working on some designs more suited to little girls, but I have a bit of creators block. All things boy are coming to me so easily. Maybe it's because of Huckle, I've just got boy stuff on the brain. Does anyone else get this problem? If so, how do you overcome it? We can't have the little ladies to feeling left out.
I've also been through my bookcloth samples, matching colours & choosing textures. A spot of bookbinding is on the horizon, I better dust off all my tools. I'm excited to be designing some albums & books again. Working with paper is quite soothing for me. Don't get me wrong, I love fabric, but paper was my first love.
For some reason I just likened that idea to owning dogs... no dog will ever live up to the greatness of my first dog. The memories of childhood, with a big black dog as my shadow are bittersweet. He was a good dog, old Bong.
Our dear little man, you are such the character.
You crawl about the room, hunting down all things forbidden... papers, mama's pencils, dad-dad's books. We try & distract you by building block towers, you knock them down & giggle away. We throw the ball & you throw it back. With good intentions of course, but most of the time it goes the other direction. You love that little ball (thanks Justine & Mike)!
This week you have learnt to sit from crawling position. A skill that makes you quite happy. You've also started to pull yourself up on things, such strong little arms. You love to stand & bounce, it's often quite difficult to get you to sit.
Day sleeping is on the agenda at the moment. You've decided that it is much more fun to roll over & crawl about the cot. This is making mama crazy, please sleep.

I've had such a busy week, flitting between tasks. Everything in my life at the moment seems to be a work in progress. I have nothing 'finished' to show, just lots of disorganised piles. My head feels a little like those piles too. I shall go back to my flitting now, in vain hope that some order will soon be restored.
I'm still here, I've just been running around like a chook with no head. Doing lots, but not really getting anything done. I don't know how that happens, but it appears that I'm quite good at it. Hopefully when the week is out, I'll have lot's of ticks on my long list of "to do's".