Nothing says spring to me like a day with all the windows open, and a good thorough spring cleaning! I’ve been waiting all winter for a day like we had Saturday.
I swore I wouldn’t move the studio again till we bought a house…. so let’s hope THIS is the last time! Took over the largest room in the apartment. Tuckered out, but feeling accomplished. ….and now there’s that large pile of sewing to get to….
Restoring order, at last.
Ryan will say this pattern of Scottish Highland Cattle is inspired solely by his Scottish heritage, which is certainly part of it, but these beautiful creatures have been in my mind long before he came along.
At the age of 8 or 9, I had a run in with a docile but intimidating herd of these in the Swedish countryside on our way to the summerhouse. Driving down a long country road, we had to get out to open and close a number of farmer’s gates. In one section, a herd had placed themselves right on the narrow road, and I was terrified as my mom had to get in and out of the car to navigate them, and the gates.
After a harrowing ride (in my opinion), we arrived safely at the summerhouse, only to realized Mormor had forgotten the key… and we had to make the trip two more times. Needless to say, I was not happy about it, but I’ve been intrigued by the longhorn cattle ever since.