Escape to Aysgarth.

Oh! Thank you so much for all the lovely, funny comments you left on my last post. You did make me laugh! You're truly a bunch of nutters!

This was our Saturday morning.

A drive to Aysgarth Falls for a little fresh air. That's Wonderful Man down there at the wet end.

The previous evening had been spent with a house full of teenagers (#1's 17th birthday celebrations) so we felt we needed to escape for an hour or so. (I can't understand how I have a 17 year old, after all I'm only 27! cough! cough!)

The dress code was wellies and woolly hats.

And as you can see we pretty much had the place to ourselves.
Bliss! (I wasn't going to mention it, but we also had a scrummy lunch at the National Parks Centre where we had left the car. Well it would have been rude not to!)

All these 20 minutes are working wonders for my old embroidery.

I found it quite unexpectedly in a box of lace and fabric from an auction. When I unrolled it I found all the original silks safely inside. It's previous owner had only completed a part of one corner, so I thought I would try and carry on with it.

Although I've had it for months now, it's never been fished out of the bag so often. I find it's the ideal project when I get to the end of the day and still haven't managed to do any sewing. This particular photo was taken while snuggled up in bed. A little embroidery and I feel I've done my bit, can't let the side down, can I!
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