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resolutions and revolutions....

A new year, and new resolutions to make and break... I still didn't manage to learn to hula hoop last year so I'm not bothering to carry that revolution over... life is too short!!   Also I have spent much of the festive season with birds clipped into my hair as it was seriously resembling a birds nest so I am also abandoning the resolution not to get my hair cut again and will probably head to hairdressser fairly imminently... before mice move in!!! (I said this last year but just let Dr Fred cut it )

Moonrise over Warkworth Castle 
I resolved last September no to buy anymore fabric until I had reduced my stash, so far I have managed this but I am wondering what 'reduced' actually means... I made quite a few cushions for christmas gifts surely that must mean 'reduced' - but the stash doesn't look any different!  If I manage to keep this resolution I will be be very proud (and probably miserable and even possibly ill)!!

I have no new resolutions - I think I will just try to be kind and not turn into a grumpy old witch.  Many years ago I had thought reaching 60 would entitle me to be old, fat, eat puddings, wear purple tweed skirts, twin sets, pearls, and be very 'ornery.... and of course draw my pension (ha ha ) to spend on brandy and summer gloves.  Now I realise 60 is only a number, in my head I'm 33 - and that's only because I have a 32 year old son and it feels wrong to be younger then him.  I have no entitlement - I can do what I want, I have no pension so I'll forgo the brandy while wearing summer gloves for another 6 years or so

Instead I've resolved to be happy, enjoy life, make more things, reduce fabric stash and wander...

To compromise my expectations I bought a lovely purple fleece - I made a fabulous shocking pink and purple tweed skirt (from scraps) pulled the lot on - added a pair of winter gloves (and wellies and  windproof jacket) and celebrated the end of 2017 with a fine breezy stroll across the field to Warkworth for a pint in the the pub and then a moonlit wander back - it was stunning, the light across the big Northumberland skies was beautiful.




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