So, I keep making more colour collections, I'm now shunning all pretensions that I can or want to stop. It's okay. Maybe other stuff will come from it. Maybe it won't. But I think it's okay for the *time being*. Thank you all for leaving such lovely positive remarks on my previous post.
I even had a helper on the orange one. Actually that's not true. Iris roared 'THAT'S MINE!' before seizing the orange crayon and disturbing the delicate order of things. I think I may have threatened no chocolate eggs ever unless she returned it. Of course she capitulated. Bad Mummy.
Today, we spent the afternoon at our allotment moving some strawberries. The sun was out, the hedgerows were full of snowdrops and we saw a gaggle of geese on our way home.
Look, the two geese on the far right (of the picture, I don't mean politically) are almost making a heart.
So perhaps Spring is coming, I know we're not there yet, but the light is changing and that is uplifting in itself, don't you think? We talked about living somewhere warmer today. I don't know where. California? Australia? Ah, winter-time dreams...
We also exchanged sweet little gifts today, Paul wrote me a beautiful card and gave me a copy of The Sartorialist. And I gave him a very fancy bottle of French black raspberry liqueur. I mean, just look at the bottle, it is the epitome of fancy. And you can see the aforementioned chocolate eggs. For us all to share. Yes, even you, Iris.
Hope something today warmed your heart a little or even a lot...