Feeling foggy in the Small Smoke

Now that winter is drawing to a close we are getting into both fog and storm seasons - last weekend was fog. These pictures were taken from just inside our back fence looking up at the reserve - the sun had just started making its way through the mist.

The distant trees look quite ghostly, don't they?

If you look carefully at the picture below you can just see a dark blob in the centre of the grass, below the trees on the hill.....that is our shy visiting wallaby.
We went out just after 10.30am and although the fog had lifted on our hill it was still very misty over the valley below, including the airport - we are sure the morning's flights would have been somewhat delayed.

Storm season hit yesterday afternoon too, but was a non-event here on the northern edge of town. It was a different story elsewhere though, a tree at a local high school on the south side (my old school) was hit by lightning, sending a teacher and some pupils to hospital. Everyone is fine now. Things were different in my day; lightning hadn't been invented then, it was so long ago. Parts of town also had very heavy rain during the storm and we didn't get one drop....not even a spit. When we go to town we drive over a low hill, and sometimes it can be raining on one side but not the other. Our side is usually the dry side. We really picked it well, didn't we?

I don't mind watering the plants we wish to look after and keep, but I draw the line at using water on the lawn. Many people in the world don't have access to clean safe drinking water, so why are we wasting using it to keep grass green?

The current project in the sewing room is another quilt for the local Ronald Macdonald House, a very girly quilt. My quilt fabric stash doesn't have much pink, so I bought some....it is very......pink. When it's done I will take a picture so you can all see just what I did with it. When I was a child my mother would sometimes dress me in pink.....not a pretty sight, I'm afraid......my hair was auburn (it's less so now, unfortunately), my eyes are dark brown, and my freckled skin with its yellow tone was not flattered by pink. It was enough to put me off pink for life. There is no pink in my dressmaking stash, but now there is some pink spotted fabric in my quilt stash.

"The full dinner dress.

The full dinner dress for guests admits of great splendor. It may be of any thick texture of silk or velvet for winter, or light rich goods for summer, and should be long and sweeping. Every trifle in a lady's costume should be, as far as she can afford it, faultless. The fan should be perfect in its way, and the gloves should be quite fresh. Diamonds are used in brooches, pendants, ear-rings and bracelets. If artificial flowers are worn in the hair, they should be of the choicest description. All the light neutral tints, and black, dark blue, purple, dark green, garnet, brown and fawn are suited for dinner wear."

You notice that no mention is made of pink? But brown and fawn are allowed......why, for goodness' sake? Those of us who lived through the 70s probably wore more brown and fawn than anybody in their right mind should wear. It was a very brown decade.

Enjoy your days!