Perhaps this year is going to turn into more of a sampler
than images of daily happenings.
Three strips of discharged cotton
extended with stitch.
The RP's and I were blown along the dyke
by vicious winds.
If it's Wednesday it must be play-day.
This winter is turning into an ice event.
Normally by now we would have mountains of snow in the garden
for RP's to play queen of the castle.
Not this year
instead they have an ice rink to slip and slide on.
I'm thinking my weekend textures are brilliant!
...Certainly my favourite.
Stitched a grid on two strips of fabric
then cut the strips into umpteen squares.
This has potential me thinks.