Food tastes so much better when made with one of the underlying principles of a major avenue of fibre craft, don’t you think?
I made this pie so long ago now that even all the dishes have been washed.
There is a luxurious pile of blue wool sitting on my desk. My green cotton bag has been frogged once, and reknitted past the point where I frogged it (I may or may not have made up the new pattern). I pulled a quilt out of a bag, where it has sat, not entirely forgotten (read: nagging guilt), for at least 3 months, an tried a new approach.
Hope you have all had a lovely weekend.
