Here is the newest member of our big family enjoying a picnic with her bridesmaids and getting a creative veil from each member of the hen's day. Of course pink is the colour.
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Wednesday, 20 February 2008
Hen's day
Here is the newest member of our big family enjoying a picnic with her bridesmaids and getting a creative veil from each member of the hen's day. Of course pink is the colour.
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
Projects both crafty and wordy
When not fiddling with bits of poetry and prose, I love the creativity of craft and have many projects( just like my writing) in various stages of creation. Some I've picked up years later and completed and so with my writing. My note books are constant baskets of fabric and textures.
The drought and severe water restrictions have curtailed my gardening. I loved the creativity of the garden- I still have a patch to contemplate as I do my morning writing. Little tiny lizards are still jewels that glisten.
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