Sacred Friday

As my pal Heather calls it. 
Our walk is sacred and will not be moved. The coffee is a necessity  and always welcome from Heaven Scent takeaway.  The pups behaved on lead walking and let us chat in peace.

Unfortunately  swearing was the afternoon  task, or ironing  as you may know it. The observant amoungst you will notice a previous oops moment when I tried to melt my volunteer  top logo, not once, but twice. Wonder why I call it swearing? 
The steam press is all I use now. If it needs a delicate  touch, it doesn't  get it from me.

The blip? Memories and art. A piece of it mine.

XS.