I'm just back from taking A. to pre-school. The kitchen is quiet and strewn with baloons. It was her birthday yesterday. It makes me wonder about the flexible nature of time. In those four years there were moments that lasted an eternity yet where did it all go in the blink of an eye?
It's colder now, the leaves are turning.
I've made another thistle and a set of mini feathers in colours fit for autumn. In the shop on Saturday.