Jane Aston, painter.

 Ta Da.

Sewing a duvet cover from a vintage bolster and lovely cotton sheet. Probably a mix of linen and cotton.

Low cloud this afternoon, I had a walk round to see the recent demolition of the old tumbling down mill. It was a beautiful hidden stone semi ruin. I always thought it looked so romantic. Here. All that limestone I'd love some of the large blocks. The lower part of the village is named after the mill. On a lighter note there is a Kingfisher living along the shores of the lake.

There has been some wood stacking and sawing, I love the old tractors people use here.

 Animals chasing me everywhere. 

 I put up a shelf for plants in the studio.

Found a dress in the charity shop, rather polyester.

I found some old doors in the shed. I've been scraping off the flaky paint and generally scrubbing them a bit. Not sure what I shall do with them yet. I regret not asking my neighbour for all her old cupboard doors, like these. She had a new kitchen not as charming as the old handmade one but I daren't say.