Companionable Belonging

So, for the first time in what feels like an AGE, I felt moved to blow the dust off Constance and get some work done (although it's not really work, more just me and her, sitting and drinking tea in between turning the handle and picking fabrics out whilst listening to each other chat and hum)

I had some words in my head that I wanted to get stitched down,

and some ribbon scraps to use up,

not forgetting the antique lace that was too short a piece to trim any clothing,

and a crocheted doily that needed a purpose.

So slowly, slowly we bought them all together, tied them together with blue and purple cotton:

to capture our mood perfectly.

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