Can you hear those birds singing? Have the clouds just parted? Are these crepuscular rays I see before me?
Or just a jolly large sack made from millions of little stockinette stitches?
The latter I'm afraid. And check out my face - I'm still not looking happy about this bag. I'll throw it in the washing machine in the next few days & it should shrink to a size where it can fit a few university text books (& not the 100 or so refugees that could take up residence there now)
Project details to follow with final photos. Possibly also a great deal of celebratory bells & whistles.
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I haven't heard from you in a while so I was just wanting to say and hello and hope all is well for you over there...
Sharon
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