(where I paint our wooden smalls)
and crazy-high winds that knocked out our power...
but, in order to eat and wash ourselves with hot water, we had to have the woodstove burning.
|linen & thread|
|birds and loving-sentiments|
|paper, pencil & paint|
|...in muted tones & colors|
OLD as Dirt Primitives© line of wooden smalls for the Needleworker...