An account of the craftwork I get up to, tatting, spinning, knitting, sewing, whatever
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Jack found an enormous caterpillar in the yard a few days ago. It brought to mind a nursery rhyme I used to say to my children:
Little Arabella Miller
Found a furry caterpillar.
First it crawled upon her mother
Then upon her baby brother.
Folk said, 'Arabella Miller,
Take away that caterpillar'.
I think Wendy and I must be on the same wavelength, only my caterpillar is not furry and hers is not a caterpillar!