Its a slow sunday. After one very full, indulgent bath, a few loads of big linen have been hung on the line only to get rained on, a pot of tea drunk and while the kettle is on to fill another, a very ambitious list is being written for the week.
Im finding it really time consuming to find and book into
markets for winter.
I dont wish to travel too far from home so have been trying to find local ones and yesterday ended up at The Handmade Show at Carnegie. Zjahlii came down with the kids to join me and here she is setting up her hairclips. She has made so many. She cant seem to stop herself and this time around they took over my market table. Being the first indoors since last year id forgotten how limited you are for space, and the table was full as soon as we began. Mind you it is a smaller table as I always need to take the clothes rack to fit alongside.
Apart from the obvious opportunity of spending time together, I also thought Zjah might feel ready to do her own stall one day soon, and now she is saying, she is. We both concluded that she wasnt allowed to use this hot pink hairclip board when she does though. It simply doesnt do her handiwork justice. Im looking forward to helping her get some props together, perhaps some natural linen canvases and a few easels and signage that we still havent seemed to come up with.
It wasnt until it was nearly time to pack up that I noticed she was growing her nails for I think the second time ever in her whole life.
Archer is such a dream baby to have at market as he is such a serene little person who went off to sleep without a sound, just happy to be, and watch and take it all in.