The sun is shinning and the windows of the little crooked house have tentatively been thrown open, although there is still a bit of a nip in the air, its nice to let the fresh air in.
I was feeling rather perturbed this morning, not overly sure why. When I told Mr Brown he didn't understand at all, when I went on to say I felt the need to move things around, his cry of *Nooooooooo*, came straight from the heart. I guess sometimes it must be hard being a man.
Do you ever get that, the most urgent need to move things....?
Wednesdays are my official day off, it's rather lovely to have a home day in the middle of the week. So I chucked the duster about for a while and did the hoovering,
I even took all the tiny little things off the printers tray and dusted each one.
This is my favourite corner, I swear if I ever move house, under the stairs is coming with me.
Any way needless to say it's all looking a little more loved and cared for now...at least one corner of it anyhow.
With perturbed feeling still lingering I stitched a doily onto my frock
After all that hard work and as the sun was out, I went for a little wander into town. Whilst in town several old ladies looked at me a little oddly, and It came to mind that they may wonder why I have a doily stitched to my frock, after all, in their day they put their cups of tea on them......they might even think 'oh poor thing she has a doily stuck to her frock and she doesn't no...should we tell her?'
Thanking my friend Rebecca over at Crivens Cottage for the gifted doily.
Although I tend to steer clear of the charity shops lately, I did peruse a few today.
I feel very practical and nice choices were made however, with some doilies and embroidered linen and the little swedish cups.
so as for perturbed feeling, I put it down to being tired.
I'm going to go and make a latte
maybe a ball of wool and some crochet is in order
'Whim'...a freak of fancy