Zozie and from the bedroom door

Here is the little Zozie doll I made in the Susie McMahon class last Friday, she is very cute but I am going to try and see if I can make a cloth face instead of the paper clay mask. She is made from an old knitted shirt of my mothers, linen and something it was a bit hard to see where I had sewn and was very soft but I think my wild little miss came up quite well. Actually she is quite a delight.
I dont know where the last few days have gone, I know that on going problems with aches and my toe have taken its toll, I was a pretty grumpy old woman when I went in to have a stinking toe redressed yesterday, sick of every time I go in a new idea and its still far from right nearly 5 weeks after it was done.
I dont want to moan on my blog but honestly it has been a struggle and not what I need just before Christmas.
The weather so far, apart from the odd hot day has been lovely, if only one could walk and enjoy it, but these photos from my bedroom door show that even standing by the door had been a delight. Shadows and sun.
I did manage to sit out under the pergola yesterday with a coffee while John was away at a meeting, then felt a bit guilty, mad I know but one cant help the way one was brought up, at my age I should know better.
I have finished the other doll but cant show her yet. I suppose there are some plusses with being house bound, sewing things get done, sort of, I sewed up another 5 birds yesterday, they are now stuffed and ready to be finished off.
Now for the cakes.