". . .she sells sea shells . . ." not really - she doesn't sell; - just recycles a beautiful cockle shell she finds on the seashore, especially lucky as there's a hole at the top, to knot some thread through, to make a key fob.
. . . . adding a tiny piece of stitched and beaded linen, gathered into cushion, to the front of the shell. Simple and satisfying. A little gift to treasure.
Deadheading roses. The petals are the colour of the foxgloves I'm embroidering. . . . just now - planting, stitching, walking, taking photos, listening to music, and contemplating is my way of both escaping, and engaging with the world at present.
Above - music shop/ bar , Fiskardo, Greece, and flowers in my garden, Blackpool..
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