0. Lily had been very quiet and confused – not asking for her Bonio, getting scared when taken for her bedtime wee – on Monday evening, worrying us both. I wake to the sounds of her usual madcap morning antics.
1. He’s rather overwhelmed by Lily at first but laughs with delight when we convince him to feed her a treat: her whiskers do tickle.
2. April showers come early: the afternoon is a mix of glorious spring sunshine and rainstorms. The former make me feel guilty for not going to the allotment but the latter, which seem to come at ten minute intervals and often feature sleet or hail, stop me feeling quite so guilty.
2b. We made a mistake coming into the woods in such windy weather but Lily’s tail tells us she’s happy enough to walk home up the road.
3. I almost don’t want to progress my weaving skills: basic plainweave is soothingly repetitive.
3b. I finally conquer the crushing pressure of desired perfectionism to return to my crewel flower project.
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