Spring has to be the prettiest of the four seasons. The apple blossom is on the trees, pink and white and so delicate. The wild garlic is flowering. Even though we've had little rain lately, the country lanes and bridleways are still green and lush. I've been occupying myself with the usual kind of things - tidying the garden and allotment, and planting seeds. The courgettes are sprouting, as are the salvias, though the geums are stubbornly refusing to germinate. I've been stuck into some good books too. This P.D. James was a cracker, with a very satisfying twist in the tale. It's set in a hospital, and the writer's clearly an expert on the subject. Deeply knowledgeable but not showing off about that knowledge. I also loved the cover with this striking print by Angela Harding. I'm a few chapters into a biography of Agatha Christie, written by Lucy Worsley. I'm a big fan of Christie's c...
Okay, before the gloating commences I'll show you the start of the last page of my Ann Wood stitchbook. Finally! A use for some of the shiny green sequins I've inexplicably got loads of. Right, after that insect based interlude, let the gloating commence. The charity shop gods smiled on me this morning. A whole heap of die cuts and printing stamps, some in what look like brand new condition, and all mine for the teeny-tiny sum of £5.50. Yup, only 50 pence per item. There was a basket full of them, and I had to rein myself in from buying twice the quantity. I do love it when a fellow crafter has a clear-out and you time your visit to the shop just right to snap up a heap of bargains. I've butterflies and dragonflies, birds, dandelions, travel themed printing stamp sets and musical ones, leaves and abstract designs. Now, if you'll excuse me I have to test these out, and congratulate myself for being such a luck...