Keeping on with the flower thing... and the kinda-homesick thing... How beautiful is my sister, collecting flowers in my parents' garden last summer? 

She also caught a mean bass (fish) while we were there, and helped dad wrangle a little calf that wouldn't drink from its mama.

I cannot wait to go back to the farm in July.

Images from here, here, here and Tumblr. 

Whimsical prettiness is not really my thing (I don't think), but at the moment I'm just right into anything with flowers.
OK, maybe not the ubiquitous garish floral prints, but I'm really enjoying stealing flowers from my neighbours' gardens on late-evening walks. And setting up bouquets around the house, as long as Humble can't get at them (she had a pollen-stained snout for three days last week after she had a massive, messy flower party with the lilies in the lounge room).
Maybe I'm having a kind of winter-denial thing.
Whatever it is, it's damn cute-looking.
 

A tiny, sweet thing made from a medium-sized drawing this morning.

I'll be back with some substantial updates and interesting things soon... There will be some serious business taken care of this weekend and I'll be organised again.

Free time is going to be radical.

Spell and the Gypsy Collective skirt; old Cassette Society dress; Harley Davidson boots via eBay; op shop earrings; markets/vintage/eBay rings and necklaces.