My very clever eldest daughter, Amelia, has made her very own Buttercup bag (with a little help from her Mum).
When we were going through the plastic crate of goodness that is my stash, Amelia kept returning to the purple section. Her bag just had to be made out of a purple fabric. The other prerequisite was that there had to be some paisley – it seems some tastes are hereditary. So the lining is a very pale paisley, (too pale to be the feature fabric) and the outside is paisleyesque. Once it was completed, we decided that it needed a little more purple, so we made a felty flower brooch (which can be removed and worn separately).
We took our photos this afternoon in my Mum and Dad’s lovely garden, and it seemed that everywhere there was pink shouting out for attention.
Rory helped Mum water the plants with her grey water.
Then he accidentally watered Michaela and Lotta right after his shot was taken.
Luckily I had a jacket to swap for the wet shirt for Michaela – no clothing to offer Lotta though!
So this was day four of our school holiday break wrapped up, purple and pink.