The patter of little feet....

I was tidying up an ottoman this morning containing fabrics, patterns and wool when I came across all these ballet shoes of Ellie's and thought they would make a fun blip. The trouble is that I can't bear to recycle them as they are of great sentimental value. So I tied them up with this lovely red ribbon and will put them back in the chest.
There's an Abba song called 'slipping through my fingers' - the lyrics are really beautiful and I always get a lump in my throat when I think about the song or hear it played..... Ah well, time to study.....