We pulled out hideous kitchen units and I started to teach myself to bake and with this gorgeous book,
trained the sweet peas,
read The Guernsey Literary And Potatoe Peel Pie Society, The Day to Day Life of Albert Hastings, Breath by Tim Winton and anything by Mary Oliver I could get my hands on, danced wildly with people we love, painted our toe nails, walked the dogs, stopped to listen to the green and growing things, looked for the barn owl that swoops through the fields at the back of the house, idly combed flea markets for treasures for our Bon Bons, and made the simplest things - cinamon rolls, pom poms from tissue paper and plastic bags to take camping
and crocheted bunting.
It looks girly but the green and gold lame (I don't know how to insert the accent) tone it down a bit. Next step, gold lame skull and cross bones bunting from Emma's pattern here at Steel and Stitch and moving all my beads, thread, fabric, bones, driftwood and note books up to a lovely shed in the garden.