Wednesday, December 09, 2020

Stitch, scent of Christmas and Alan Lee.

 1. To embroider during a phone conference that must be endured.
2. The smell of cinnamon, oranges and cloves in the Christmas decoration box from a pomander I made years and years ago.
3. Nick has brought a book of 'lost' Tolkien tales home from the library. To spend a little time gazing at Alan Lee's ethereal illustrations.
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Going away, sweet peas and calls.

1. Waving off the last of our sleepover guests. Now we are free to be tired and grumpy. 2. A bunch of sweet peas -- bright stained glass col...

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