Things are starting to get busy here – packing has begun. It’s less than six weeks til we move, jeepers! (I do know people here in Scotland who say “jeepers”. Also “Jings!”) Yesterday I packed up the dolls’ house. It was so touching to see the many hand-made things in it, things made by me in earlier days and by the Dafter as she grew. Fimo-clay dishes, bananas and apples made by me to her specifications; packing-peanut furniture lovingly covered with fabric, matchbox chests-of-drawers, hand-woven and embroidered blankets and rugs, miniature posters, pipe-cleaner coat hangers, tiny books and much more, all made by her. Sweet days! (And they aren’t necessarily over yet.)
I won’t bother to show you photographs of the growing chaos inside the house, but look at what’s happening in the garden! Beauty and order (sort of) reigns there:
In the midst of house-moving preparations and caring for the Dafter, I spent an unforgettable morning with my lovely neighbour Betty last week, which I will tell you about in two posts, as I get a chance.
Happy start to your week, everyone!