unruly

She has such unruly hair - not behaviour, thankfully... at least not today. Not from her anyway.

Like that of a mohair goat, sometimes frizzy curly, other times ringlet curly... but never tidy.

So, after much experimentation with all sorts of silly hair accessories and much worrying about where they had gone and whether they had been ingested or not, I've decided to give these homemade Alice bands a shot. They seem to be doing the trick so far.

We will cross our fingers and hope we don't have to cut her some weird curly fringe thing to keep these curls with a mind of their own out of her big blue eyes.

murals on buildings

I love it when I stumble across an otherwise drab building that has been beautified for our benefit. I guess the council funds this kind of street art to make us less likely to grumble about the rates we pay. It's kinda working on me right now...

I found this mural in Kaiapoi while I was out walking with my Grandma.

It's along the river wharf, just past the old railway station heading back into town.

There are real tussocks in the foreground and because the painted scenery blends with the immediate plantings, it's the building itself that looks out of context.

It shows us the native wetlands and wildlife of the area before it became gentrified.

So aside from the artistry these murals also serve to tell a story.

These charming depictions are from along side the butchers shop in Oxford.

Wondering what these dudes are gassing about? Same old I guess...

or perhaps the price of meat.

crazy rain

Crazy rain came and kept coming.

It made the backyard boggy and the trains stop running

Slips and floods where ground can't cope to soak it up

and so it spread sideways, and a baby hedgehog was found dead, presumably drowned.

And buried in said soggy-boggy garden. A child upset at the incomprehensible sadness,

while I felt sorry for farmers whose feed for winter has been forsaken

by too much too late.

But we had our saving graces:

Funny hat sessions

Space mobiles

and ginormous feijoas with their floral fragrance devoured skin and all.

sorry

Just incase you didn't know, I am here to torment you.

You know you shouldn't but you probably will....

See you there and here.

mamGhomemade SHOP on ETSY

Finally it's happening. I have opened up shop online and will be listing new items daily for most of this week. I will continue to showcase a lot of my designs here on this blog, as well as much of what inspires and feeds the process. It's early days yet but I am very excited about this new direction for mamaGhomemade and invite you to join me on the journey.

Hip Hip Hooray!

Follow the link and see you there!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/mamaghomemade

orders out

A simple PJ top

Winter tights

Orders trickling in and out. Boxes ticked,

Bows tied. Warm kids and happy Mums.
Publish Post
SHOP OPENS MONDAY! watch this space x

kindy bag

I made "The Big Kindy Boy" a backpack to cart his Scooby Snax and spare undies around in.

I added a cool car to it as a clincher and hopeful insurance against the likelihood of some bad ass little snots out there suggesting to him homemade ain't so cool.

The straps pull through drawstring style and there's a simple front pocket I divided into two, where he can stuff his stolen crayons and crusty play dough projects.

I have sewn from this book several times since buying it.

Very straight forward, easy to follow and jam packed with sweet ideas.

But then Lotta is a total talent babe and oozes all that Swedish Scando style.

He doesn't usually look like a ghetto kid, least not from the front! And he doesn't really steal crayons. That was me.