A rest from writing bad poetry
Phew! Napowrimo is over, with a huge sigh of relief. My poetry has been less than satisfying this April. Inspiration must strike before I start again.
The bread experiments are progressing well – it is tasty and keeps fresh for days. I can’t work out how to programme the machine to bake overnight, so the latest loaf was baked
at 2300 last night, and the house still smells good this morning.
Quilting: not so good – another experiment in paper foundation piecing should have been finished days ago, were it not for my ineptitude! I am using this free pattern from generous Cath Hall of Wombat Quilts. So far so bad, it maybe abandoned:
I have been rhapsodizing over the joys of spring for several weeks, but this week has been cold and wet, so morale has taken a knock.