I have also been finishing off the bits and pieces I will be offering for sale to a discerning public.
Look:
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.
Me: Just.....why?
Mr WithaY: (without even looking up from his manly garage-sorting task) To dry them out.
Fin.
7 comments:
I have just one question myself... whatever does he use them for? It it's for some secret yokel thing you have to pitchfork me to death after telling, I can live without knowing. I think. Nice hearts!
Perfectly understandable, this is a normal reaction brought on by a houseful of chintz!
Isabella, I am agog myself. By late afternoon they had been taken down, bundled up and put away again. It's all very mysterious.
Al, ha! You outdoorsy types, you stick together.
I thought it was to keep birds away or something....????
Good luck at your sale:)
Oh...just had a thought...his version of bunting?
Looks like my wardrobe.
And loving the spam.. Too bad you can't put that in one of those sacks.
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