Thursday, 3 March 2016
Stripped and sulking
If you are thinking that I am wearing a reproachful look in the photo above, then you would be correct.
You have probably spotted the HUGE ball of furs and guessed the reason for my discontent.
I was fond of those furs. Attached to them even.
So a certain person saw a single daffodil in bloom, decided winter was over, and set to work with the stripping knife.
We only had two inches of snow this afternoon…
And don't imagine for one minute that the Fair Isle jumper makes up for losing my very own precious wiry coat. I am so not going to smile for the camera.