Just round the corner, to my favourite patch of celandines, and some vandal has MOWED it!
If I wanted a photo of Fig, she wouldn't stand still. As it was, she decided to investigate and kept getting in shot.
I wanted a photo of bluebells, so I took myself to what I call a spinney and a man this morning said was a coppice. I had the lead wound round me, was tugged in various directions, and got thoroughly annoyed, but I did get a photo of tender new leaves with bluebells in the background.
On to the boating pond: no ducklings.
Now the thing is, spring brings such beauty to enjoy BUT the sun shows all the dust in the house, and the garden grows into a jungle. The conscience takes over and I end up cutting the hedge, instead of working on my various projects.
I'm making good progress with the red Venus shawl, on to the fan section, which is entertaining to do (with much counting). The colours for the Happypotamus have been tried: what do you think of this?
Can't blame Fig for this: the good ones got deleted by the computer ...
And today, here is Maureen. She is the most prolific knitter I've ever met! She has 4 grandchildren and one step-grandchild, and they all have lovely knitted things. At present she's making a gorgeous cabled poncho for Lucy; with luck we'll get photos when it's finished.
And did I mention the crochet? Blankets and shawls for all, of which this is the most recent example:
Tomorrow I go for blood tests, and when I'm a pincushion, off to 'work'. But when I get back, there are still several members of the team you haven't met, but before them, you have to meet some of the team's dogs, and especially Fig.
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