She fell away for a while. The trees fell away too, though the birds still remained; she could hear them - she thought their chirps were sirens song so she followed them blind with scissors in hand. With no paths left to follow it became easier to walk but harder for her to know where she had been; she didn't leave bread crumbs this time. It took her a long time to get back to the forest, but she made it in the end. She is sitting in her treehouse now, she is writing in the air and sewing dresses from leaves...***
So much has happened... things I can't even remember so I can't write about them and things that I can remeber but I'd rather forget. So hear I am, starting again blogging to you - and I've missed you so much...
A tidbit:
I wanted to take all the tiny stray cats back home with me from Greece but they wouldn't all fit under my skirt (thats the best way to smuggle tiny cats out of a country by the way)
Some news:
I'm still knitting and sewing and writing. Dresses and knitted tops will be in my etsy shop next week - going to take photos of them on the Heath in the next few days. My book has new people and happenings and I hope to be finished within the next year...
Some distant future plans (fingers crossed):
Another Flutterbydaisy Fashion Show - somewhere outside in a park with a cello or a harp and with tea cups, butterflies, stalls, paintings and fairylights...
...it's nice to be back in the forest...
