The weather has at last become very cold, snow forecast for the weekend. My patchwork had to be put on hold, because the materials I ordered didn't turn up. Checking back on the email, and I saw the wrong number in the address line. Trogged down to the house to which it had been addressed but the lady had already put my parcel back into the post box.
so got in touch with the patchwork people, and they sent me another parcel which arrived yesterday. She was very sweet at Cottonpatch but apparently all returned parcels go back to Belfast in Ireland and take ages to come back to the sender.
Yesterday we went for a walk down to the river, the weather sunny but cold and my photos managed to capture the peaceful sluggish movement of the water. The solitary swan kept upending in the water for food below the surface, slightly ruffling his dignified procession up the river, a couple of ducks suddenly flew up from the water skidding the surface as they always do, and the moorhens scurried out busily to ward off invaders. I love the dying elements of the plants, nettles once so lush and green now lie crumpled and dead and the feathering of the bulrushes softens their death as well.....
|patchwork materials a bit pale this time|
|The mill shorn of all it's green cover|
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