eye spy : something red

These beauties came from the kitchen of a very special lady.
My husband's grandmother.

A nesting set of enamel bowls.

They lived in The Little One's cubby house for a while.
We like improvised toys.
Stacking. Filling. Pouring. Stirring.
They provided hours of entertainment.

...until I decided they deserved to be proudly displayed in my kitchen, and snuck them inside.

Now they hide all manner of junk.
Matches. Oven mitts. Pens. Candles.
It's like the third drawer down, above the stove.

They're bright. They're cheery. They're practical. What's not to love?

See more red right here.

eye spy : inspiration

Magazines inspire me. Get me motivated to make and do.

The web has enabled me to cut right back on what was once a long list of subscriptions.

Both feed me with images, information and ideas that inspire. At this point I'm saturated.

But nothing beats turning those fresh glossy pages. Taking a moment with a cup of tea. An impromptu coffee table flick. A collection piled high.

See more inspiration over here.

eye spy : a collection

I'm drawn to old china. Tea cups in particular. Tea tastes better from a cup and saucer, don't you think?

Chips, cracks and crazing just add to the appeal.

I've been given a lot of lovely pieces by the grandmothers in my life. Pieces I treasure.

Here's a peep in my china cabinet.

You can see some other eye spy collections right here . . . or another collection of mine here.

eye spy : something i made for a small person

We spent the weekend knitting up a storm for The Little One.

Three generations creating lovely little warm things for the fourth.

Gran, the green tube socks. Mum, the white beanie and scarf. Me, the little grey number.

The Little One just created mess . . . and laughter!

More eye spy here.