Along the lanes I'd love to wend, near Artist's Mews, on Writer's Bend. Fragrant flowers of every hue would sparkle in the morning dew. I wish I lived in Carver's Valley, Quilter's Creek or Cross Stitch Alley. Just think of all the things I'd make, if I lived by Crafters Lake..........
I have spent all day tiddling about making this little bear. He had
his head cut off an hour ago and then sewn back on because I made his
neck too long. The wool is from my friend Paul’s pet sheep Bertie. He
doesn’t actually look this hairy (the bear, not Paul)