We walked along the river with Littlest Granddaughter. She was being a kitten, hence the black tail.
"Now, we could just go back, or we could go over the bridge and up quite a lot of steps, and there's a cafe at the top. Which would you like to do?"
Yesterday we went to the Botanics with the Edinburgh family. The herbaceous border is at its best.
Then this morning we finished making the blue cloak (with a hood) that we started yesterday at Littlest Granddaughter's request. I'm no dressmaker, but I had an old duvet cover and a sewing machine, and Daughter 2 has good 3D design ability, so we (mainly D2) succeeded. Littlest G chose a fancy gold button from my special button box to fasten it together.
Shades, maybe, of the KKK or The Handmaid's Tale, but she seemed pleased. I hope she doesn't ask for a tutu next, or a cat suit. Quilts, I can make.
Sweet! How long has she been a kitten?
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DeleteAh, The Button Box...a magical thing to rummage through ❤️
ReplyDeleteShe is getting so tall! Wasn't she recently a toddler? Love the cape--both my older grandsons are very into hooded capes, actually hooded towels. :)
ReplyDeleteOf course a kitten needs a tail! For goodness sake -if she suggests a Tutu,, tell her you can choose one from the $2 shop (or whatever your junk-plastic-rubbish shops are called over there) and she can choose buttons or sparkly decorations to embellish it with. Do NOT, repeat- do NOT agree to make a Tutu, they're darned hard, and can be scratchy things to wear if you don't get them right!
ReplyDeleteI do hope the cafe was still open when you got to the top of those steps!
It was!
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