I'm working away on another stash busting project. A quilt top that consists of many little pieces from many different fabrics.

So this means cutting. A whole lot of it. And to keep track of which pieces belong to which, I just bag them up ready to be turned into quilt blocks. 

786 pieces down, another 192 to go. The finish line is in sight!

So about three weeks ago my main tools decided to pack it in.

My hand, and mostly the tendons in them, were getting overworked and refused to cooperate any further. Moving my fingers would send pain shoots traveling up to my elbows and surely that's no good sign. When handling weight, as in cook pots filled with dinner, became problematic I decided some heavy duty rest would be best before our entire household would be ground to a hold.

After about a week my hands were starting to be pain free again. Just in time for the lazy 2 week Easter school break. And to top of this turn of good luck, the sun decided to shine on us. No better way to recover than in a sunny garden.

From there things only got better. Spring turned into summer. Temperatures of a glorious 28.6°C turned my backyard into the hottest and sunniest spot of the continent. Eat your heart out Playa Del Sol!

And so we filled up the garden with plants and tidied up the remnants of winter.

We did some bird watching... - just two days after hanging up this bird house a family of Blue Tits took up residence in it-

... and we saved some wild life.

This little fellow came crawling on the lawn one afternoon. On closer inspection -spot the fly on his right side- we noticed an open wound just to the side of his right eye. So off we took him to our local wildlife sanctuary where he's being taken care off as we speak.

All in all these lazy summery weeks have been such a joy. And what a shock to wake up this morning in a freezing 12°C downpour. Ah well, if summer will be anything like this little taster we're in for some real indulgence.