Magic in a phonebox

One of my favourite things about working in a village is sometimes feeling in a tiny bit of a way part of village life. And THIS. Some lovely person decorates the inside of the village phonebox, and when I was out walking last week I noticed it had changed from being all snowy to an ode to Valentine's day. How wonderful! I am wondering what will be next....will keep you updated on new developments from the phonebox of joy.

Sketchy

So, I've had a go at some illustration drawing today. Some days I really feel as though there are so many crazy ideas running around in my imagination that my head feels like it will burst! Can't remember half of them though. Every time I see a nice picture, on a poster in the street, a painting in the background of a TV programme, I think 'Ooh, I like that, maybe I could do something like that?'. But then I see something else and it's gone!

Sweet peas remind me of my Nanny Weetabix (my Mum's Mum). She grew them alot and her garden was so pretty....as was she, and she wore a delicate headscarf alot. Maybe that's where my scarf addiction came from...I have never thought that before! She used to make us yummy hotdogs and bake cheese twists.... I can almost smell them now! Thank flip for the nice memories of growing up :)

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Feeling of spring, and starting a blog!

I discovered this summerhouse last year after we moved and have thought about it ever since.....one of those places where it feels like no-one else knows about it, a kind of magical place! I remembered it differently to this though....somehow I had pictured it being colourful, with bunting and fairylights. Or maybe that is what mine will look like one day! Over the river is an allotment, so I imagine the proud owner of this hideaway drinking cool gin and tonics while tending to carrots....bit of a strange mix but I like that!