Past

This old hull is well past her prime. Her prow sits detached in the grass and her inner workings are exposed for all to see, but I admire her curves and beautiful patina every time I drive past.

A sociable sewing day possibly for the last time here for a while (unless I play hooky from packing up next week - tempting!). After a good afternoon in the garden some chickens came home to roost (extra) in the evening :-)