Friday morning , it's rainy and still dark but the birds have started their dawn chorus, nothing raucous just sweet songs .
Friday has come around so quickly this week.
I clearly remember sitting down at my table to plan my week on Monday morning and I have blinked twice and here we are.
Hours disappear when I'm working, most days I look up to find it's almost home from school time and I need to do the afternoon things that keep the household ticking over; bring the washing in though I forgot yesterday and now it has rained, organising what we will have for tea, doing a bit of a tidy, getting any stray doll making stuff back in dollmaking territory.
Friday morning and I have found a new little imp on my temporay worktable and she wants some clothes