At the moment I'm knitting squares. Eventually they'll be turned into baby blankets for still born babies, but for now I'm content to just be knitting squares. How cute are these colours together? I'm thinking I might be able to get two or three checked blankets out of these two balls of yarn. The blankets don't need to be big, as the babies are normally so tiny. It's so the mothers can take something home as a precious memory - apparently they often want to take home the hospital sheets, but the hospital needs to keep those, so they'll be given a knitted blanket instead.
I love how the stitches look so neat all together. If I'm just knitting on the train on my own, I like to pray for the mother and family who might end up with the blankets. I hope that through having something carefully handmade they might know that there's people out there who care, and who are praying for them. Who knows how God might use a baby blanket. When they're all sewn up I'll try and show you pictures.When I have chunky yarn, myself and some girls from church are knitting scarves for rescued girls who have been sex trafficked. The A21 Campaign is doing an amazing job in helping to abolish sex slavery Greece and Eastern Europe so the scarves go to them. It's nice to think that through making something for someone, and praying for them, that God might use it to let them know that they're loved and valued. It's just a small thing, but a precious thought.
Yards from my house, there's a huge park which is used by the whole community. If there's one good thing about London parks is they're really well looked after. In built up areas like mine, it's really important to preserve the open spaces and make them areas where the whole community can come and exercise, spend time together and appreciate nature. I love our park!
We even have palm trees!
When I look at all the flowers, the detail and the intricacies of nature, it makes me wonder how anyone can doubt the existence of a divine creator. How could this wonderous beauty come into existence without some sort of outside force guiding the way? And this beauty is just to be found in a man-made park, imagine the wonder of creation which is out there in the wild, in the places that we don't see, those hidden places!
I was looking through my bookcase yesterday and I came across this, Emily by Emma Smith. I remember as a child I felt so special because I had a book that was named after me! Myself and my sister would often share our books and toys but this one book was so clearly mine. I'm not normally one for hoarding books. I have so many but none that I keep for years and years - this one, I've never been able to throw it away. 
You can see I wrote my name in the front, 4M, Oaklands Junior School. So I must have been about 8 when I was given it. I don't have a clue who gave it to me. The words "From Charlotte" are also written in the front, but I don't know who Charlotte is! It was published in 1960, and when I looked it up on Amazon there was one copy, being sold for £65!
Emily was a guinea pig who woke up one morning and decided to go on an adventure. The book chronicles this adventure and also lets us know how her husband is getting on at home, fending for himself! 
At the end she gets homesick and decides to head home. Every so often there's these darling coloured pictures on glossy paper - I remember looking forward to those pages! 
So, they weren't exactly on the shopping list, but they were on special offer. I totally forgot about the breakfast bars but hey, I got distracted!
Aren't they pretty?!
I was a little bit inspired as I was at my mum's house at the weekend and there were tulips everywhere! She put a vase in the downstairs toilet, and there were a number of guests for my grandfather's birthday party and we were instructed to direct them in there, because that was where the flowers were!
These flowers were used for the table centrepiece and the cake, and ok they're fake but still so pretty. So now my little bunch sits on our bathroom windowsill. So sunny and bright to look at :0) 
