Last Sunday, or perhaps it was the Sunday before as I've lost track of the days with the sweltering heat we've been having, we took a little jolly down to Harper's Ferry. If you've been reading my blog for too long, you may recall I went there once before when the weather was the complete opposite.
Needless to say, the sun was blistering hot, my companions (of the smaller variety) complained endlessly. And I mean ENDLESSLY - to the point where I was either going to cry or run off screaming - I believe I may have shouted once and turned a few heads (oops, mega embarrassment).
The intolerable heat only worsened the situation.
I therefore took no photos.
Not a single solitary one.
I did however manage, whilst bribing complaining child with $$, to pick up a little basket weaving kit. Despite my better judgement and the difficulty I had experienced before as apparently I'd lost all sense of good judgement and was hoping for a curing spot of retail therapy.
As it turns out, basket weaving is still not my forte. Unless you'd like a lopsided likely to fall over wobbly basket.
And as it turns out, my lovely friend across the pond knew that my little basket needed all the help it could get and sent me the most delightful crochet flower along with the wonderful yarn she sent me.
Although of course she had no clue I was buggering up the basket weaving process again and a sweet flower would be just the ticket. At least now I have a matching pair of wobbly handmade by me baskets.
I hope your Sunday finds you in a lovely cool place.
Toodles.... L x ♥.