It was my daughter’s birthday last week and I picked some asters and cotoneaster to pop in a jar for her.
The bees are going crazy for those asters but the birds are not eating the cotoneaster berries yet. There is a Mrs Blackbird tucking into some pyracantha berries just outside my kitchen window – so they must ripen earlier.
I used an old doodle book of the children’s to make the birthday card
The book had been filled and discarded so I took out the centre to reuse the neon pink cover
I could easily reuse the holes for sewing in a new centre.
With a bit of neon yellow embroidery thread. My daughter loves a bit of neon!
I came across something called ‘block writing’ on Instagram, so I had to have a go.
When my daughter was born, I was reading a beautiful book about Native American practices: Voices of Our Ancestors. by Dhyani Ywahoo.
A was born at 3.45am and when I got back to the ward, the light of dawn was beginning to glow in the sky. I looked out of the window, feeling so happy and relieved and grateful to have a healthy baby girl, and I saw one bright star, which I now realise must have been Venus. I gave A a Native American name ‘Bright Morning Star’- a secret name – just between her and me.
For her birthday I gave her a rooted fig tree cutting that I bought in the market – hope it grows well and tucked a note in the card for her to go towards her lunchtime meal at The Station Kitchen, West Bay.
I am definitely going to try and take some cuttings from my fig tree next year.
My daughter lives just across the field from me, so I walked up quite early to give her the card.
This was the scene over the village as I walked back – autumn mist in the distance.
Joining in with Cathy at Rambling in the Garden for In a Vase on Monday.
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