Chosen randomly by the helpful algorithms at random.org, the winner is entrant number 58:-
…which on my list of entrants translates to Mary Beth Wiggins‘ entry over on Facebook. Wa-hey! Congratulations. 🙂 I’ll be in touch to get your address, and then two lovely shiny signed Arne and Carlos knitting books will be winging their joyful way across the globe to you. Thank you to everyone who entered – you made it fun. I definitely think that the next giveaway should be stork scissors.
Meanwhile, I’m busy with the final-but-lengthy stages of a new and rather exciting crochet/painting project for the kitchen.
Details of the finished result to follow soon in another post.
It’s a strange time, here. The last traces of summer are holding on, but there are hints of autumn, too. I saw the leaves of this tree at work, which pretty much sum up the current seasonal ambiguity:-
The Stoic Spouse has been on leave from work, and busy varnishing doorsteps (stoically, of course), whilst I paint chairs. The Toddler Twinnage have been rampaging round the garden, high on varnish/paint fumes, pretending to be horses, or sometimes zebus.
The good thing about the Stoic Spouse being around (other than the sheer, unalloyed, joy of his company, obviously) is that I can occasionally leave the house, sans toddlers. So I’ve been for a run several times, and have seen many lovely things. I’ve blogged before about the lines of poplar windbreaks that stand guard over long-uprooted cherry orchards in our village. They look especially fine against a late summer sky:-
And there are tree-lined places to run:-
And, finally, a rainbow of vegetables picked fresh from the garden for our lunch. (They’re all so small, though! Why are our veg so small this year? Surely it can’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that I’ve been quite lazy about watering them?)
And that, my dear friends, is all for now. Back to the crochet…