I have an Emma Bridgewater addiction, and it's high time I admit it. Look! I bought two more mugs this week, after adding four to my spring/summer collection.
Pete has been gently pointing out that we are running out of space to store mugs. I am quick to tell him there's plenty of space where we used to keep pasta when we kept loads of it handy. But really, he's right. I can only drink so many cups of tea in a day, and we don't have *that* many people dropping in.
When they do, I am definitely covered for giving them a choice of mugs. Or even this:
But look at us, chatting over empty teacups! My creative brain is 300% tied up with my manuscript, folks, and the most immersive weeks are yet to be. So I've decided to book a summer vacay and fold in my Saturday morning Hugs time to wrap it up and put the house to rights again. That way I can roar back in August with, at the very least, a sock on needles to show for it.
Also maybe some fabric pictures because later this month I expect to be visiting a friend who quilts, squeeee! And maybe even *two* friends who quilt.
As a special treat I am gifting myself the July-to-August long weekend as a real holiday and will Not Work On Anything, except maybe knitting and quilt envy. I'll be back August 9.
Thanks so much for sticking with me during this slide from textiles to wordsmithing. I wish you a splendid July that's temperate and crafty, and I'll see you again next month!
