Finished the basket.
Recognising leaves on my little walk.
A quick reel.
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Started weaving another basket.
Let myself come home and sleep again.
Taskmaster.
The Hand Weavers Workshop and my new yarn. Plus thick hessian rope for the baskets.
Actually resting and sleeping today.
Meeting my old neighbour’s new dog. He’s so cute!
Ironing the calico and it smelt like unlit Marlborough lights purple that Laura and I used to smoke when we were teenagers.
Buying a new skincare product and desperately hoping to wake up tomorrow with no blackheads 🤣🤞
Starting weaving a new basket with the proper supplies and it’s so much quicker and so much better.
Being in the beautiful tiny wood, with all the birdsong and flowers and sunlight falling down through the trees.
Finishing my first basket.
A spider plant baby from Sally.
Lunch with Jo and Adam. Plus seeing Adam first for the goss.
Weaving after work and seeing how much I’ve improved in a few rows.
Long belly flat cat.
The seedlings have grown enormously. Especially the courgettes.
The busy bird activity outside my window this morning – blackbirds and blue tits all diving into and out of the ivy.
The fox on the path.
Weaving my basket and thinking about my therapy.
The gentle wood smoke smell in my bedroom.
Almost a whole day to myself to get stuff done and relax. Having a third day off is so great.
Listening to a podcast and weaving my basket. Thinking about the moon and slowing down and how to bring that nature and earthliness back into my life.
Soaking my feet in the evening.
A walk and then back to bed in the sunshine with Elliott napping next to me.
Restarting the weaving.
Old Enough. Bit weird but very cute.
I got Elliott and she loves dad’s chew toy he made for her.
I saw a baby fox in the park.
I learnt how to weave a basket.
Sitting by a fire, eating food that has been cooked on a fire.
Weaving with sticks and yarn.
Whittling. And being better than the annoying man.
Another Roger salad for breakfast
He text me first!
Learning how to weave. I absolutely loved it
Finally visiting the Handweavers Studio. So many beautiful threads, wools and raw wools. Lots of touching of things.
Discovering that dolphins used to be land mammals that looked like wolves. 😯
French burgers with Jo and Jonny. Drunk but delicious.
Stroking Pickles, the beautiful dog on the train. It’s so nice to be near such a calm animal.
(Shhh. Yes I know it’s four things today)
Weaving. The perfect Friday night activity when you have a migraine and can’t move.
Signature pussy.
Egg and avocado.
Three little things 