A door from the steppingstone farm museum where we went for the scottish festival this weekend. It was an odd mix of men in kilts and teenagers in gothic dress. The highlight being the scenery as the farm is perched atop of a hill overlooking hills rolling into the susquehanna river; and the potters shed–a small stone building full of kick-wheels and an old brick kiln.
A visit from my sister and some thundershowers prompted an afternoon of crafting: two long-promised turtles and some cuffs so everyone was included in the crafting goodness. I can’t stop making these cuffs. They are so much fun. A second batch is waiting for buttons and then will probably going into my etsy shop.