My friend popped in this morning and I was able to show her the patchwork of tiny hexagons I've finished at last. I mounted it on a cover as I didn't want to make any more little hexagons, they really are too small and fiddly.
Later, in the garden I was busying myself at the table, my husband walked by, opened his mouth as if to ask a question, closed his mouth, shook his head and walked on. He knows me well and has come to understand that any strange thing I might be doing is connected to miniatures.
Why else would I have a table filled with plastic boxes, kitchen sieves of different grades and a plastic spoon? I was happily sieving bird-cage sand of course!
Now I have a small container of 'large' pieces and two tubs of fine sand. (One for my friend, as always).
Next weekend is the dollshouse and miniatures fair in Fuingorola, Malaga! Today we spoke of little else, very excited!