I’ve been so good. Really, I have. I’ve had a pile of yarns for the next book for ages now, and I haven’t pestered you with them hardly at all.
But I’m all out of will power. Because you see, yesterday I spent the morning grubbing around on the rocks with yarn and shells and seaweed and the barnacles (look…I know it sounds weird, and I am normally very much a ‘don’t touch that, it looks sticky’ sort of person, but there’s a certain kind of beach filth I can really get behind). So I’m going to indulge myself and show just one tiny picture ok?
And I will totally do the proper yarn run down later when I introduce you to all of these one by one. but for now, I’m just going to revel in the whole big pile of them and how very very mellow they make me feel.