Hips And Haws

I have been quite poorly this week, so I was bursting to get out for a walk this morning.

Unfortunately Rose has now caught my cold, so it was just me and my big girl.

It was damp & chilly, but not too cold. We enjoyed the colours that are beginning to change.

The hedgerows are bursting, and we collected hips and haws.

Once back at home, we settled in for apple cake, knitting, and a spooky tale: The Canterbury Ghost by Oscar Wilde

Elianna is knitting a hat with her own hand-dyed yarn.

I am working on socks for Elianna

We crafted winter posies from the hips and haws; jewell-bright reminders of the natural world to brighten our days.

Happy exploring!