Monday, 10 February 2014

Waiting game continues

The waiting game continues. It might be wise ... or otherwise. My mind is lurking around different black alleys all the time. So.... I brushed my dog, spun the wool and now I'm into knitting warm, very warm socks. What I would do without two idle hands? Climbing the walls? Or rather... mountaints.

They are just outside here.... Beautiful and serene.Every black cloud has it's silver lining.
Like a Pieter Bruegel the Elder painting, isn't it?