Morning all! I’m on my holibobs again, this time with my sister, staying in the village of Priors Marston for a week of craft, rest and relaxation.
So, we brought a ton of craft stuff with us but have both forgotten something essential to the things we wanted do so there may have to be some retail therapy. It is also pretty chilly, and my donut sister didn’t bring a single jumper because it was roasting last week. Honestly, doesn’t she know we live in the UK?
So I have a different desk this week, this large dining table you can see behind the sofa.
The unit is owned by a music collector. The whole wall to the left and thwooden unit in the corner are full of cds. After 2 days of gleefully checking out the collection we have already resorted to yelling at Alexa. How lazy technology has made us. There is also lots of music related artwork and LP covers in frames.
Pub is right next door so that is handy. Anyhow, my first desk project was a set of atcs for a swap using image transfer. Considering my tub of gel medium needed serious resuscitation when opened they turned out quite well but I forgot to photograph them before they went in the post. Duh.
The second project was to use up all these scraps I brought with me.
I had bought the Be Bold Blooms dSpellbinders die some time ago after seeing the lovely flower clusters others had made on Pinterest. Didn’t occur to me that a million little pieces needed to be cut and glued to achieve those effects. So it hasn’t been used and I decided it was time to rectify that.
They are pretty. Hasn’t made much of a dent in that scrap pile though.
No idea what we will get up to today. Visited Surgrave Manor yesterday which is where George Washington,s ancestors hailed from. Been beautifully restored by a trust. The hangings on the four poster Bed (not original) featured some amazing stump work.
Well what a long post. Apologies. Am I padding it and couldn’t log in at all last night so my attendance may be sporadic. Have a lovely week, and finally here’s a pic my daughter sent yesterday. What a hoot, this little man kills me.