INSPIRATION AT THE MARKETS

 

Today was market day and we almost didn't make it there. I was flying solo with the kids as Matty was in Melbourne watching the demise of the Swannies at the grand final. After a relaxing morning pottering about at home, cleaning up my newest roadside fine (oh my glob, an amazing six piece retro/retractable dining table!!) driving around looking for a carpark for about thirty minutes was pretty annoying, I told Paddy that we were going to have to make this our last round drive and then we were going to drive home (a good idea for the markets would be to have a shuttle bus system running in from terrigal carpark). Circling around for the final time, we ended up scoring the best carpark in all of the land. Right out the front of the entrance to the markets.

We always head straight over to the gozleme stand and today we had a slight variation, instead of two cheese and spinach, we had one chicken, cheese and spinach for him and the usual for me. We plonked ourselves down in front of a wonderful blues band, I closed my eyes and I could have been in Byron. So at the table setting I spied a few pieces of table scape inspo, I was loving the different textures of the hangings, some crochet and some woven together. I love this idea of storing the pineapple, as there is never enough room in the fridge and the fruit basket is always too full. I want to do a weaving class, one of my darling friends pointed me in the direction of Kosklea and their workshops, one of which I spied is a weaving class - which I would to do one day.

What types of workshops are you interested in or have you attended?

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COFFEE AND SLEEP

Now she sleeps soundly.

Earlier we held our conversation over her loud cries as I calmly tried everything to settle my girl. I rocked, cradled, cooed and fed my baby girl, over and over again. My friend tried to settle her too. Her square little face strained and turned red as she protested even more. We chatted and talked for as long as it became obvious that Vinnie was not going to settle to sleep. We called it a day and we made our way through her house and back out to my car. Saying our goodbyes through her protesting cries at the driveway. I start the car and her crying stops as we drive away. We arrive home and I gently unbuckle her from the car seat and carefully bundle her up to our blue doors. The blankets in her bassinette were still unravelled from her waking up earlier this morning. I tucked her back into them and watched her relax into her little space.

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