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Last week

 Monday was spent at the spinning and weaving group I belong to, a workshop on mixing and carding coloured wool.

 With my 100g pack of colours I wold not normally choose - orange,/apricot, black and dark green with a bit of light blue and abergine thrown in I carded away and  managed to spin a hank of wool, enough for a little something but not yet sure what.

 With longer days and Spring nearly here a collection of eggs are building up, still waiting for fair weather neighbours to return who buy eggs on a regular basis.
 Blossoms are now on the trees and bushes, its quiet yellow around with wild flowers popping up all along the verges and fields.

 An afternoon spent taking photos of the gites by farmer J. I was the one making up the beds, setting tables, moving furniture around and tidying as one of the websites we advertise on  has changed its photo sizes or something technical like that this means the photos that were on that site were a tad pants and perhaps why we had had no enquiries from Dutch holiday makers.

 Gardening started on the second gite, the first cutting of grass of the year was consumed readily by the pigs, soon it will be a daily routine of cutting and strimming green bits for them.


My first attempt of knitting a pocket in a cardigan, so far it seems to be going OK.



A public meeting on Friday night for the election of this party. If I didn't know farmer J better i would be thinking he may have another woman. His been out every evening bar Thursday,  beinn rail roaded to go on the list for the local council elections. He has his uses being English and a farmer I think this needs its on post to follow.      

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