OK, so it's my own fault. It's late, I've been at the Guild all day learning the history of spinning wheels and how to spin on a great wheel (to a fibre nerd like me this is VERY exciting).
So this entry is typed with my eyes out on stalks.
But to the matter in hand. Another of my fave things.
Miniature in abundance
- as demonstrated in our garden
Snowdrops - this variety is actually called Inga - obviously named by a botanist with taste. And that's a miniature Buddha head that I sculpted behind it, all under our tree fern. Clashing cultures, moi?
And finally the gorgeous miniature narcissus that I planted just outside my studio window. They herald spring, especially when the blue of the grape hyacinths (which are late this year) come up to join them.
See you tomorrow.