Ok. It’s hot again. Jack is sacked out under the coffee table near the fan.
I went down to my studio in search of relief from the chaotic patterns of ‘Global Warming’. Cut some petals in warm tones to cheer myself up. Gonna stitch myself a poppy!
On antique damask, no less.
Oh Dee, so sorry you are nearing the end of your time with your dog. Such a hard decision and yet such a blessing to be able to ease their crossing when it is time. Hugs. I’ll be thinking of you.
Thank you, Beth. It is a precious time.