Two things that mean Autumn to me are spiders' webs and evening classes!It rained overnight, so the web hanging from garden shrubs (with pink leaves, notice) was dripping with moisture, pulling the strands into a necklace of tiny scalloped-edged beads. Since the end of August I've had that 'caught' sensation when making my way down the garden in the mornings - spider weavings over the doorframe, from bushes either side of the steps. So, OK now I will admit it is getting chilly!
"Retirement Project 3" chair is now de-webbed, uncovered, foamless and stripped of most of the staples stretching the 1970s cover. From tomorrow evening I can start building it up again, hessian, springs, horsehair, porridge wadding... oh, the tangy language of upholstery! (Fr: rembourrage, Sp. tapicería)
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