Sunday, 9 October 2011
The oak tree, the vintage fabric and one great Sunday
This morning brought me a tip off to some fabrics for sale at an auction, which meant a mad dash into the country and, frenzied bidding later, the stash was in the car and coming back with us.
Then it was another drive (shorter this time) to the annual 'Bathurst' family and friends event at Teesdale. Love this day on our calendar.
This means we get to visit the big oak tree we got married under four years ago this month. I got married barefoot, nine months pregnant and in sheer black - everything opposite to the society average- but it was a wonderful day I wouldn't have any other way. I love our big oak tree.