the building in front reminds me of the library I worked from for many many years, the one behind is simply surreal when you're close up.
The poppies we found very moving, each one a human being lost to all.
The garden is looking autumnal
and these two were singing their hearts out atop our tatty spruce
At last I have time to sit and stitch for a bit.
and these two were singing their hearts out atop our tatty spruce
At last I have time to sit and stitch for a bit.
Some knot practice for another piece I'm working on
Those orange knots are too small, the thread being so much finer than the blue knots half way down the sweep.