|The beautiful 'Theodora' floral crown by Dora Bauer Accessories|
Is it just me or has this particular English winter been dragging on for what feels like about 100 years? Seriously, i think i've forgotten what it feels like to be warm enough to not have to wear three layers at all times (note: we have drafty sash windows, wearing three layers is a necessity from October to April in our flat) and my legs are almost blue from not seeing the light of day for so long. (actually if i'm telling the truth, they still usually have at least a small hint of blue to them 365 days of the year, however occasionally they go freckly or a subtle shade of dusky pink when being exposed to sun light for more than ten seconds at a time.)
In all honestly i do love winter, i love the change from summer into autumn, when the leaves start to fall from the trees and the air starts to feel cold and crisp in the morning, then the lead up to Christmas is always a fun and busy (drunken) time. Then comes January. Cold, wet, snowy, icey, grey and bleek. (I'm sorry for sounding so depressing, i am going somewhere with this) Usually by mid February i'm positively dying to be anywhere but hibernating under the grey shroud of the UK, but there is hope. The morning birds have started singing in their trees again, which in my mind is proof that the sun will back and we will no longer wake in darkness for much longer, woo hoo! Snow drops and daffodils are starting to slowly creep out of the frozen ground, as well as onto my newly green fingered windowsills (i am pretty smug with the slowly growing array of actual living plant life currently adorning most rooms in our flat) and slowly but surely the temperature is starting to rise and quite frankly when it reached 8 degrees outside today it felt positively tropical compared to the minus temperatures of January. So much so that i treated my hands to a day of no gloves, the poor buggers didn't know what had hit them!
|Flower Cluster Necklace by Lovertron|
I feel that in these times of seasonal change, i am fighting the urge to repaint my entire house, burn my jumpers and buy an entire wardrobe based only around floaty 1970s floral kaftans. I imagine wearing said kaftans whilst wafting around meadows of wild flowers with little birds tweeting and baby dears frolicking around me whilst i sing Julie Andrews songs and am looking both demure and positively smug at the same time. Well, perhaps that may be taking it a bit far, but i do appear to be obsessed with florals and all things neon bright of late. I've always been one for a bright vintage print, whether in the house or on my handbag, generally i love to be surrounded by colour and pattern whenever possible. This obsession is definitely apparent in the jewellery i've been making these past couple of weeks, lots of bright floral clusters and statement floral rings really do seem to lifting me out of my winter lull at the moment.
|A great & more flattering alternative to a kaftan, without skimping on the florals: Kimono Sleeves Dress by Prototype Design.|
I've also had a little bit of an obsession just lately with growing my own food, i've bought a couple of great books: 'The Balcony Gardener' by Isabelle Palmer and 'The Girls Guide to Growing your Own' by Alex Mitchell. I highly recommend both of these if, like me, you have no bloody clue what you're doing and need someone to tell you exactly step by step what needs to be planted when and how to care for different vegetables if you only have a small urban space in which to grow. Reading both of these books has got me itching to grow some vegis and plant some flowers. I've since bought a variety of seeds and have so far birthed 6 chili plant babies! Yeah! I created life and (touch wood!) they appear to be healthy. Honestly, i fuss over them as if they were my own children, in fact i think i could quite happily live my life child free and raise a family of seedlings and kittens instead. The beetroots, peppers and mixed lettuce leaves are on the way, i shall keep you posted with my new adventures in turning my concrete terrace/balcony into a veritable jungle of organic produce.
|Loving the cute little peeping owl eyes on this woodland print by Finnish company Polkka Jam|
What with my new gardening fantasies, knitting, sewing and baking, i must seem as though i am 27 going on 77, but quite frankly i couldn't care less. I love the thought of being self sufficient and recycling and up-cycling and making and thrifting and cooking with food that not only do i know where it came from, but i grew it myself! On that note, i hope you've enjoyed the handmade treasures and Lovertron inspirations that i've discovered on my quest for all things floral and anti-winter this week. I would love to hear all about your own adventures in growing your own food and plants, please let me know how you got on, and any advice for a novice like me is always welcome!
|I love this unique wall decal by Cherry Walls|