One bag full...

I often feel guilty about packaging. However, buying from Wingham is great. You get the card through from the post office; you get to explain to Sue-at-the-post-office what's coming this time (because she orders from them too); you bring it home and attempt to find a sharp implement...

Then you snip the cable-tie and get out the contents; in this case a lovely clean white ball of pure merino for felting...

I've been dyeing more stuff for Textiles in Focus. How the people who dye things all year round survive, I have no idea, my back's killing me... But I've made some of last year's SkipNorth stash (pale yellow nylon) into pretty things...

and at work today I got an unexpected little treat - we've had a load of stuff cleared out of the cupboards, and in the 'take this if you'd like it' things was an old streeetmap of Washington D.C., which for a West Wing nut like me was lovely.

And to add to the joy, it's a Rand McNally map, which I only actually know from Seamus Heaney's stunning poem Westering (first read at the age of 14)... From that poem on, Rand McNally's had a mythical quality... I'm sort of sad they've got fuel-requirement-calculations on the back of the map...