Hangers On
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
Since I’m going to be out of pocket all weekend, thought I’d leave a few extra posts. (365 Day 87 Photo) Plus, I’m behind on posting my 365’s. This one…
So, that’s a big relief! I know I can take okay photos, but that’s when it’s for me and when it’s what I like. Why else would I do it?…
(365 Day 107 Photo) I had that song “12:30” in my head yesterday as I was braiding these flowers. It’s one of my favorites from the Mamas and the Papas….
I have been, even if my week’s practice all takes place in two evenings or one marathon session of once popular tunes. (365 Day 305) Right now the challenge is…
This modified Unicorn Stripes (by Antonia Shankland) scarf was a form of therapy. Who cares that it’s super long and repetitive? It uses lots of stash yarns, some of which…