Trundle, trundle . . .

. . . back and forth, back and forth. And it had been such a lovely quiet day! But I suppose the grass had to be cut before the rain.

Extra: this makes me so happy. I have loved fabric since I was small and I was given all the bits from my mother’s sewing to play with. So, to spend a day in the quiet sorting and folding fabrics and thinking of future projects, has been a great joy to me.