Cat in a bag

I've no idea why cats like to climb inside everything and anything. Maybe they were submariners in a former life? Whatever the reason, all cats seems to love clambering inside bags and boxes. This is Caesar snuggled inside a bag of tapestry wool, looking snug as a bug.

On the crafty front - the green and growing crafty front - I've been planting various seedlings and impatiently waiting for them to sprout. The kitchen window sill is crowded with pots and seed trays. The marigolds are popping up nicely, though the chive seeds I've planted seemed to have disappeared without a trace. I'm also impatiently waiting for Bristol council to allocate me an allotment. After a full year and a half of waiting I've at last reached the top of the list for my very own veg patch. Now I'm watching out for the postman to bring me a tenancy agreement so I can sign it, pay the rent and get on to my plot. Come on council, pull your finger out please!

I didn't manage to get my act together to submit anything for the softies central competition. Maybe next time ...

Food, glorious food!