Instagram has been feeding me images of beautiful wreaths. How to make them. Where to buy them. I have been having wreath envy. BUT no longer. The most beautiful wreath made for me by Harriet, Hetty, Raffy and Herbie is now hanging on my door. It is full of thought and love and fabric from the children's outgrown PJ's. And I get to keep it forever.
Tim and I took a chilly walk into the village for lunch at The Bull. Lucy has used her clever skills making it looking festive. Dave, Josie, Elizabeth, Keith and Roger joined us. I had a festive burger that was topped with a pig in blanket. It was a charming way to spend a few hours.
Back home we lit the woodburner and wrote Christmas cards. Tim is out and I am binging on The Resident. Good way to spend a Wednesday evening.
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339/366 Pen and Watercolour Precious Wreath |
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