On Sunday morning, I set off before the crack of dawn.
I walked down the dark road to the bus stop, saying Good Morning to the fox I met on the way (nobody else), and got on a bus to London. All. by. myself.
I spent the day at a Handwork Conference at the Rudolf Steiner House. It was fantastic.
Inspiring talks, great people, a wonderful doll making workshop. Sandwiches in a busy Regent’s Park, in the sun, reading my book. I even enjoyed my tube journeys. And knitting all the way back on the bus, music in my ears.
Stuff that lifts your soul, just what I really needed.
Weekending with Amanda.
Wishing you soul-lifting moments this week.