On the weekend

A very busy weekend - I had a seemingly endless list of things to do which normally I would tackle head on with gusto, but somehow this weekend, I approached with a sense of dread. I blame the gusty winds and their positive ions, it made me feel rather emotional and stressed. Luckily I was clever enough to know I had to squeeze in some 'me' time in between chores to maintain my sanity.

Here are the saving graces from the weekend:

Working on a new pressed flowers project, which was quite lovely. These are flowers in various stages of pressing.

A cooked breakfast by Stu which I happily tucked into.

Walking the dog and collecting dried seed pods that looked a lot like whole flowers. I have no idea what they are. Do you?

Picking flowers from the garden. If I ever was to have a fairy godmother, I'd wish for fresh flowers every single day.

In other bits, not pictured, we celebrated Mother's Day with the in-laws on Sunday. I really badly wanted to make a dessert pie but conceded there wasn't enough time to do that. And it was fine - no one ever got hurt because there was no pie.