A week in Cyprus, with good friends, good food, and sunshine. Just what I needed to restore myself before heading back into the dismal English weather. The clocks have gone back now so winter is well and truly on the way.
We spent time in beautiful cobbled villages, where old women sit and crochet in the streets, and pomegranate trees drop their ripe fruit in alleyways - a very different kind of windfall to the wormy apples we get at home.
And don't think for a moment that I neglected my
Crafting 365 challenge while on holiday. Although it is a little peculiar to sit by a swimming pool in the hot sun and knit bobble hats.
A week in Cyprus, with good friends, good food, and sunshine. Just what I needed to restore myself before heading back into the dismal English weather. The clocks have gone back now so winter is well and truly on the way.
We spent time in beautiful cobbled villages, where old women sit and crochet in the streets, and pomegranate trees drop their ripe fruit in alleyways - a very different kind of windfall to the wormy apples we get at home.
And don't think for a moment that I neglected my Crafting 365 challenge while on holiday. Although it is a little peculiar to sit by a swimming pool in the hot sun and knit bobble hats.
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