There's no tweed at all in this post. First a comment on comments...so many..over 60 for the last post I can't believe it. Thank you. Its very encouraging. I hope most have received a reply, I tried.
All the tweed has been sent to the Isle of Harris at great and unnecessary expense.
The post office lady misinformed me and I ended up paying about two and a half times what it should have cost. When I discovered this I complained, and the 'Postmistress' in charge gave me a complete refund. The parcel has not arrived yet though after three working days on the road....rather worrying .
UPDATE:I checked on the track and trace website and its says 'delivered'.
I've had a change from Tweed and made a long feathery leafy thing..I apologise for the rubbishy background. I've been trying to edit it in PSE but a monkey could do better so you'll just have to mentally edit out the stitch marks in the canvas.
I've been thinking about this idea for a while. What do you think? Altogether different when its rolled.
I don't know if I like such a large amount of velvet all down the centre.
The stitching is in aqua shades.
I wrapped it round my own wrist to try to illustrate the point but I'd need a lot more than an erase tool to get rid of the wrinkles so I spared you that sight.
So there it is.
We have had the most amazing weather here lately, as have many bloggers, so I'm just going to add to the feast of berries and leaves and blue sky around the web.
These are viburnum berries and have such a waxy unreal surface they look almost luminous with the sun on them. Is the word 'dayglo' still in use?
It was difficult to focus in the brilliant sunshine but I still like the pictures. They almost make up for the grey skies in the Summer.
I should be very grateful for any sky at all. I am just trying to imagine what it must have been like for those miners in Chile during their time under the earth.
We stayed up late to watch the wonderful scenes as they started to come up to the surface. Well, I went to bed but found I was still alone at 4am so went down to find my son and husband watching TV and well...I watched with them. Its a good job we can choose our own working hours, I didn't get much made today.
But its so good to see them as they arrive on the surface isn't it?
In the middle of all this positive emotion, I received a call to say that a friend of ours, who we haven't seen for quite a while, had been killed in a motorcycle accident last Sunday.
I have mixed feelings about mentioning it as I don't really think comments of sympathy for me are appropriate, so I would appreciate it if it does not become the focus of this post.
I only make mention of this here to mark his passing which has shaken all of us.
My thoughts are with his wife and daughters as they try to come to terms with the sudden loss.
He was a gentle and unassuming chap always with a ready smile. He was not young, but at 60 neither was he old and should have had many years of life ahead.
Finally, someone else has been enjoying the great outdoors.
He came in with guilt written all over his face..literally. A big dangling feather stuck to the top end of one of his whiskers was dangling down over his face.
Can you see it in front of the printer?
When he started to wash his wicked face, we saw that there were other feathers stuck to his toes.
What can't speak can't lie.
He is a very bad boy indeed.
I am not speaking to him.