Parole day is Wednesday

We are so busy on the smallholding that its almost inconvienient to leave home, as I feel this is a waste of time. I decided it would be good for me to have a few other outside interests, gets me out and about, and meeting and hearing about different things. So Wednesday is my parole day. I have joined up with a patchwork class at a local shop, on a farm just across the valley. There seems to be a lot of chit chat to listen to, and occasionally a new tip or hint to be learned, so should be a laugh. Of course it is always necessary to buy some new fabric as well. This week I have been mucking about, making needle holders and pincushions.... so who wants one for their birthday or christmas. By the time I have dashed home ( well a slow doddle in the car as Im not too keen on the twisty windy roads) , had a bite to eat, gone to dog training with Ruby I am pooped.