Tag: felting
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A pile of socks

We always seem to have odd socks in our household. Every time a pair of socks goes into the washing machine, only one of the pair comes out. We have three uses for these socks
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The Windmill, Wimbledon

Trees have always fascinated me. I love walking among them. The sensation of being surrounded by the warm green leaves feels like having a big hug. I love to sit and observe their shapes, their curves, their textures, the shadows they create, and their seemingly conversations as they bend in the wind. It wasn’t raining…
