A nose full of rose

Monty Don said, 'Pick roses for the house once a week and deadhead at the same time.' I did, today, and the room looks so different when it smells of roses.

Here's Mum with them.

















My sewing is coming on, slow but sure.  I suppose that people who regularly finish things realise how patient you have to be when it gets to the dull bit.  Lack of patience runs in the family -  Mum is just complaining that her birthday won't get here quicker.

I've got to photo it flat when it is done and I clear a piece of floor big enough.

This is nearly finished too:

I'm stopping now cos I want to mess with my links - two (more) illustrators [I'm going to have to think why I like illustrations so much, but not now] and a quilter.  So have a look at the right hand column and you can go 'Ooo pretty' too.