Thrifted doilies

Thrifted glass

Embroidery from Vietnam

Joe's away (washing pile strangely manageable)

N's latest pastime

That and fluff

Pastel Owl

After a few false starts and a month's worth of sunday afternoons we're nearly there with the shed. (It shouldn't be this hard should it.)

Here it is at it's most picturesque.

And in another life - Cabin Porn

We can dream.

Darn foxes

Previous to recent events, I'd had a few fox story/experiments brewing gently. They've kind of lost their lustre a bit, and the only plot line I can come up with now is 'fox chooses beetroot over chicken thighs'.

p.s Can you tell I'm struggling with my 'style' - it's all over the place.

It's getting brighter isn't it?

Lately...

Towers

Snow

London

(And a lonely chicken. The cold weather has made the fox a bit bolder [we think] and we are down to one. She hasn't laid since her friend disappeared :( Can't decide whether to rethink or restock.) The South Bank was a nice break, though driving through Kilburn early morning renewed all our yearnings for London life.

Bonjour! We have been mostly doing indoor gymnastics and finding lost Christmas treats in the freezer. It's what January's for isn't it?