Winter arrived. It was quite all-of-a-sudden-ly. Now, cold hands and woolly hats are abundant. The park froze over. The puddles are miniature ice-rinks. Jumpers and cardigans have been replaced by snowsuits. There was, in fact, even snow. In London. In NOVEMBER! I haven't been crafting much as it seems that I spend more time making sandwiches for lunches, cleaning up after messy baby...
It may have been a bit ambitious to make a one-year-old baby a quilt for her birthday, but she was delighted. She unwrapped it, picked it up, and hugged it with her tiny baby arms. She now points at the squares, and tries to find funny shapes. Clever girl. I started making this quilt months ago (okay, actually maybe a year ago. Or...
