A change of season is in the air. It’s wet here, and not especially warm. I keep looking at the fire and at the basket of logs beside it, and thinking ‘Soon, my friend. Soon.’ Meanwhile southern hemisphere bloggers are starting to note signs of imminent spring, so I guess it’s nearly our turn to shiver here in the north, not that we’ve had much of a summer this year. I’ve rambled at length about our village’s cherry-growing heritage before, but today the cherry trees in the orchards are just wet. Not beautifully red-leaved yet, though that must be coming soon. Just wet.
Now, the crochet house-furniture-big-secret project. It’s progressing, it really is, but every little element takes so much time. Want to see some progress? I’m happy to show you some of the pieces laid out, because I think that the final thing installed in its place will still have a ‘wow’ factor beyond anything I’m showing you here. So, photographed in artificial light (oops) against a complicated background of my grandmother’s rug (double oops) are most of the pieces made so far:-
The next big task is to fill all that blank area of earth in the garden with flowers and bushes and veg, and to attempt a lawn mower lying idle on the lawn. I’ve been adding more lily pads to the pond today (again, photographed in deeply unfavourable light), but I still need to add lots of weeds around the edge, and maybe a waterfall:-
There are so many other projects I need to be getting on with, (and I haven’t forgotten that I owe you the pattern for the crochet house bag), but this beast just eats time. It’s coming, though, and it’ll be worth the wait. Trust me.
At least some people are satisfied already: I left the room for a couple of minutes after taking these photos, and returned to find this:-
Gotta love the Tyrannical Twinnage’s ability to work with what’s available: I’m just amazed that there weren’t dinosaurs wandering about on the lawn.