The Leap List
A special post for the 29th February with a Mrs Hare Story and a most practical list.
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SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE ON
Slowly and intermittently, over this long time that I’ve been gardening, I have been pondering (and very occasionally working on) a new project and, at last, the nuts and bolts of it are starting to come together. This is a smallish double-side quit. The dark blue is a fairly improv sewing together of night-coloured scraps, […]
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Wool on Sundays – 125 (Hodge Podge Winter Cardy)
Welcome to Wool on Sundays :) When the year is really beginning to feel its age and each day is passing by more quickly than the last, and when the nights are growing steadily longer and longer and the last of the Steam Rollers rattles and clanks away down the road to its well earned Winter rest, we […]
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Wool on Sundays – 124 (going round in circles)
Welcome to Wool on Sundays :) And thank you very much for the kind and encouraging comments on the subject of leaping :) Being rather taken up with the leap, I have had to impose a crochet ban on myself. Just in case a certain Mr RH, who is on record for making some less than enthusiastic comments […]
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Wool on Sundays – 123 (A Helping Hand)
Welcome to another Wool on Sundays :) You may remember that before I went wandering about the North West of England with my camera (pictures in my Wandering Camera post) our garden really didn’t look too bad… When we got back, it looked like this :( Now, with Mr RH and I working day and night (well, […]
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Papermania
March has been a month of Papermania here at Rainbow Hare. I’ve been experimenting with different types of paper – local news, speckled and patterned and an old (not valuable) book – and I have amassed a miscellany of monochrome items including a number of partly made eggs, which will perhaps come in useful for […]
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The First Day of Spring (a story)
One of my favourite things about living in the countryside is having no light pollution. I tend not to carry a torch because the chicken run gate is tied up with string and needs two hands to undo it and often I don’t need one anyway. Sometimes we can barely see the darkness of the sky for […]
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