Hugs For Your Head

A couple of months after I got back from England, my friend Jan went over and found this little wet teabag saucer for me:
She knows me so well, doesn't she?
Tea and I are having a milestone moment in our lifelong relationship.  And I do mean lifelong!  I remember being a little girl coming home from elementary school to brew myself a pot and make up a little tray with cookies, sugar, milk, a cup and a spoon...

The heat this summer was so bad I just couldn't face holding onto wool - how uncharacteristic of me is that??  And also, we have had a lot of landscaping stuff to contend with, so my hands have been occupied with bricks and patio slabs.  Here is a picture...

Ugh, how many weeks is it since I wrote you a Hug? Too many.  First I was researching and plotting and planning, then I was packing, then I was trying to clean out the fridge so I wouldn't come home to something truly awful in there (mission only partially...

Today we'll be reporting on the newest crafty venue here at Hugs: the back yard deck!
This is the classic North American house thing, isn't it?  A private open-air space elevated, if only by a step, from the rest of the back yard.  It used to be that houses were built with front porches big enough to let you sit and enjoy a cool drink...