Whenever I have a go at anything that could be considered craft, such as yesterday's exercise in footstool millinery, I think of e.e. cummings' lines about the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls:
and they give me pause. I mention this because a friend tells me that there is insufficient angst and introspection in my blog. She's right. I've tended to channel the angst into my imaginary violin-playing, but from now on I'll ensure that it gets recorded right here.they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead,are invariably interested in so many things-
at the present writing one still finds
delighted fingers knitting for the is it Poles?
Thank you all for your encouraging remarks, and the fabric, Jane, is from KA International.
Moving on, here are some of the lovely cards I bought from the Copper Swallow this week. Could everyone to whom I intend to send them please look away now? Thanks.
They're made by Serena with an old typewriter, stamps and imaginative flair.