Sometimes this menopause takes over and hormones seem to rage. I feel like a battle ground. Then I tell my lovely Mark that I need, have to be quiet and he makes that happen. I look for beauty, look to create, strive for balance. It can come in a bath or from watching the fire and letting the troubles go.
On Friday i sorted through wool and found lots of little bits. Small squares are collecting and suddenly I seem to be growing a blanket. I will write more about the inspiration of this later.
Posh sausages and lots of root veg are coming together to make a comforting stew.
I hope you weekend has brought you what you need x