these days last ... nothing entirely new in that ... only when you attempt life in anew, a bit of a fumble
..a lovely sister and daughter with their new hair colour respectively, with a new classic bob style for daughter ... The classic style variation that a trade mark of mine ... consequently my own mum again remarking on how alike etc etc etc
I was looking like my Mum's own Mum last Spring sitting waiting in a Cornish kitchen for a sister, to go out. I had on my red hat ... On first wearing that I too realise the reflection staring back at me was of my Nan ... she sat waiting with her hat on, too.
The fact I am looking in a mirror to check my make up ... before going out to somewhere special ... that is progress.
The basic make up I have gradually drawn together again from scratch ... The favourites in all those secrets I used to do ... the summer glow in the winter months ... my shimmers and shine where it be or not
The hair decs myself ... over the years ... My accessories all in rotation until that part of life was squeezed out with it all
My latest needle related pattern is a start back to my way of style ... the multi tasking while waiting for the updates or heavy traffic times on these devices ... The adjustment with daughter from one type to another ... I do love the hub on the old device ...
I knit while awaiting things again ... A slinky top in cotton for summer, may be lined up. But first I am attempting the slink for the season next in its simplicity, it should be ready by then .
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