Thursday, July 14, 2011
For about a month I have been looking at the bare, wintry bones of our Liquid Amber tree at the front of our house and thinking I should bedeck you in pom poms!
Don’t you think the seed pods look like (albeit spiky) pom poms?
A bit of Monday and a bit of Monday night, I pom pommed away and the kids joined in for a bit but then lost interest, because it was a case of Weirdy Mama Strikes Again (eye roll).
The first pom poms took me a relative eternity but after 41 of the suckers, I had perfected the art of the Two Minute Pom Pom.
Yesterday, the kids went off to my Mum’s for the night and even though there was urgent work stuff, I was so taking a pom pombing break.
As with all my dodgy yarn bombing installations, I was caught clambering about on the ladder AGAIN. Happily these Next Doors are wholeheartedly signed up to such yarny larking about and we had a coffee over the fence to celebrate.
They do a choreographed dance in the breeze! (gale force wind)
They don’t seem to mind getting a little damp! (torrentially rained upon)
They look just like the spiky Liquid Amber pom poms (only really not).
I keep going out to have a look at them. In my slippers. Which are now soaking wet.
I love that in a little while, it will be hard to spot a pom of colour through new green leaves. I don’t mind that they might not have the staying power to last through to next winter – that seems fitting somehow. I am wondering how I can get my hands on a taller ladder or better still, a CHERRY PICKER.
I can hardly wait for the kids to get home to see ’em. I know there will be big grins (followed by one of their Weirdy Mama Strikes Again eyerolls).
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