Congratulations to Duyvken for winning a 100% cotton hand-crocheted washcloth in my 2 year Blogiversary giveaway. You win my first ever crocheted washcloth.Since then I have been experimenting with colour and size and prefer them to my knitted washcloths.
I feel like I've won something with this beautiful hand-dyed sock yarn that I purchased from Suse at Pea Soup. I will soon start knitting a pair of socks for me rather than someone else.
Practising outside before the Eisteddfod. Note the socks over the ballet shoes!
And Blossom should've won her section at the Eisteddfod today, or nearly won. At least I think so. She was one mark off a Highly Commended but her biased mother thought she was robbed. When she danced I swear you could've heard a pin drop in the auditorium.
14 comments:
Oh my.
So graceful.
So beautiful.
Robbed. I agree.
( they were all jealous )
She should have gained five points for a crisply ironed and perky tutu!
She looks so wonderful....
Aww, go, Blossom! Adjudication can be so very arbitrary. As long as she was happy with her performance and had fun, that's all that matters.
She looks so poised and professional, I am in awe. Really.
Congratulations to Duyvken. Your Blossom looks beautiful as does the ironed tutu. Glad she performed so well.
She looks gorgeous, and I imagine she danced beautifully too.
I bet the other parents paid the adjudicators!
I dream of looking that graceful and elegant. The perfectly pressed tutu was certainly worthy of a highly commended on its own.
She was robbed, we all know it.
Congrats to Duvyken.
She looks wonderful!! And thanks for all the congrats, I almost feel a little guilty about winning but that is tempered by my love of handmade washers so it's a big WOOHOO from me.
Thanks M!
Beautiful and of course she should have won !
My god - she looks so lovely - robbed I say, robbed! Thanks for your comment over at mine ... the market was a cracker although I now need a few nights of stiff drinks!
Blossom is growing more and more beautiful.
I love your washclothes. I must give them a go myself.
What is it about ballerinas that bring tears to my eyes..... probably because I have a son...not a daughter...and probably because my first ballet teacher told my mother that she was wasting her money....something about the grace of an elephant....
oh and a belated congrats on the bloggaversary!
Taz
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