Halloween Horns

Halloween Horns

This is what I did to my husbad and neighbour this Halloween.
I have to admit that I started this project with the intent for getting the kids involved in a different kind of craft this year. Sadly I failed and I got caught up in my own tornado of excitement.

This has been a great little project. I have watched about 100 youtube videos on how to use liquid latex and this was my year. I found a grate tutorial for making horns and figured I would give it a bash. I had so much fun with these that I am going to attempt some elf ears for Christmas.

I might just have to throw a festive party.

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There are moments of beauty that many have described and captured in so many different ways. Having lived on the coast for most of my life I have seen skies meeting the the sea horizon in many different lights. There was one morning in particular that will always stand out in my memory.

This particular day was 3 years ago, 6am in the morning and as I strolled down the cliftop gardens and onto the cold soft sands of our local beach I looked up to see this image aboove. Ironmen preparing for the day ahead. These guys had been up since 4 am and were stood at the waters edge mentaly graphing out thier day. 2.4 mile swin in open Welsh waters, a 112 mile cycle ride around the hilly and not so kind counrtyside of Pembrokehire finishing off with a 26.2 mile run.
To me the thourght of walking to the next village is enough but these guys are pulling out all the stops. All I could think was what is going through their minds? are they just taking in one of the most amazing sunrises available over the old fishing harbour or are they lost in focus of the fight?

This moment was beyond words and filled me with a rush of my own emotions, to the point where I could feel a tear breaking through. The power that just simply radiates from the 1500 entrants in an Ironman competition is so infectious it pushes your heart rate up and melts your mind all at the same time.

This is one of those precious moments that is worth getting out of bed at, an ungodly, 5am to support and encourage complete strangers.

Tired & well travelled

Tired & well travelled

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This is my ultimate footwear. I live & work in a seaside resort and these poor sandals have seen me through it all.

It is not often you find that perfect pair for you but I did. I found these sandals on sale reduced from £55 to a mere, line discontinued, £15. When I tried on the very last pair in the shop I instantly fell in love.
These sandals have walked me to work and back for three seasons, they have run around my work for 8 hours a day. They have lead me across the sands and over costal paths that inspired the likes of Dylan Thomas.

These sandals have chased my children around the block, hung out the washing, ran to the shop and back and, on occassion, been known to kick my husband under the table.

These sandals have scaled mountains, albeit a small mountain in wales, but still a mountain.

These sandals have been kick aside by my kids running throught the house, jammed against the wall by the door, left in the car over night in freezing conditions, left in the garden over night (eeewwww bugs the next day), ran through the sea, scaled rock pools, stuffed under the bed for safe keeping until dry enough to dig them out, shuffeled in by both my kids (while the most amusing sight you will ever see is you child flopping around in your oversized shoes) and even put through the washing machine.

I fear my days are limited with these, the most trusted of sandals. I am scared the day will come when I have to part with my most trusted friends. After all we have been through together you were always the ones who carried me the furthest and the highest.

So I stand and I raise a glass to possibly, in my mind without a doubt, the most magnificent sandals in the world.