So much time has passed since my last post.
Mostly filled with things I didn't need to talk about.
First my bloke took a job a very long way away from home.
He had a perfectly good job close by.....
but this one he said was better.
Home is pretty good too.
Then my little mate Otto vanished.
No sign of him, no trace of splattered cat on the road,
no tufts of chocolate and cream fur on the thorn bushes by the river.
No plaintive meows in the night.
He's gone I'm afraid.
Then my Father in Law passed away.....
He was elderly and unwell and is now resting in peace
but he was a much loved family patriach who I had know for 44 years,
so much longer than I had with my own dear Dad who passed away when I was only 25.
This week I have been nursing a sneezy, snuffley cold.
Feeling very sorry for myself.
I passed the time poking a needle into little scraps of wool
in preparation for two, yes TWO, workshops
with Sue Spargo this month.
There is a certain sense of self satisfaction at having completed
56 leaves and 96 berries
Can't wait to embellish them all.