You probably don’t need me to say this yet again, but I will: the monster stained glass window crochet afghan is still in progress. But it’s nearly done. An over-excited ta-da post is coming soon. Much has been neglected in the pursuit of crocheted completeness.
So. Meanwhile. And. Well as it happens, the twinnage and I have been out and about again, pottering around the countryside seeking quirkiness, as we do. Let’s talk about that whilst I busily brandish my crochet hook.
I’ve posted a lot lately about our crazy floods, and much of the watery insanity is still there, but there are signs of spring now, too. Exhibit A:-
And today, we went in search of statuarial weirdness, and found it a-plenty. As a bibliophile, I love the curmudgeonliness of this reader. You just know that he’ll never buy a Kindle.
Nor will his mate:-
But enough. I must return to my crochet.