Of pie and socks.

socksrevived begun

This tentatively-begun sock has been ripped back to the ribbing at least three times—I’ve been trying to satisfy some craving I’ve had in my brain for a lush, woodsy cabled sock. Probably doesn’t help that I re-watched The Winslow Boy last night and spent about ten minutes deconstructing Mr. Hawthorne’s tweedy brown cardigan.

blackberry pie

The weather has been deliciously autumnal of late, which means soups, stews, curry & chilli, and fruit pies galore. This one was blackberry, a particular favourite.

My partner & I will be spending a few days in Sydney next week for his birthday, so I’ll be internet- and fancy-free for a little while.
Take care x


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