It's been a busy day here. In preparation for the Grand Cake Etcetera Sale tomorrow I have been baking. I made a shitload of clementine and chocolate cupcakes (yes, that is the correct unit of measurement, ask a baker) and a coffee and walnut sandwich sponge which looks rather good.
I have also been finishing off the bits and pieces I will be offering for sale to a discerning public.
They are (pics from top to bottom)
1) Small, medium and large hearts filled with dried rose petals that I harvested from the garden and dried last summer.
2) Cushions. 2 matching, one individual.
3) Bunting. Bloody yards of it.
4) More fabric hearts, these ones stuffed with, well, stuffing.
I have also made some pretty mini memo boards, along the lines of the ones I made earlier, but much smaller, designed to stand on a mantelpiece or shelf.
Oh, and some bookmarks, which I really like.
In other news, I looked out of the window into the back garden this afternoon and this is the sight that greeted me:
Our apple tree, festooned in hessian sacks.
I looked at it for a while, my jaw sagging open unappealing, then went to find Mr WithaY.
The scene: A domestic garage, lit by bright afternoon sunshine.
Mr WithaY: (without even looking up from his manly garage-sorting task) To dry them out.