Perhaps this year is going to turn into more of a sampler than images of daily happenings. Three strips of discharged cotton extended with stitch. The RP's and I were blown along the dyke by vicious winds. If it's Wednesday it must be play-day. This winter is turning into an ice event. Normally by now we would have mountains of snow in the garden for RP's to play queen of the castle. Not this year instead they have an ice rink to slip and slide on. I'm thinking my weekend textures are brilliant! ...Certainly my favourite. Stitched a grid on two strips of fabric then cut the strips into umpteen squares. This has potential me thinks.