Along awaited essential piece of construction has taken place in Corn Buck this week. Materials being at a minimum, T, as ever, rose valiantly to the occasion. Not enough old galvanise for the door? No problem.... weave your own.
Oh see... now I love it all the more...ones 'rest room' ought to be a thing of beauty and T has accomplished this with a distinction worthy of Architectural Digest.
And then there is me simply being ever so sappy/happy about woven grasses... still green and glorious as they can be. :-)
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So wait, is this a new one??? Or were you going there in the wide open space all this time close to mother nature? LOL
yes, islandgal,
all was well until the black sage and the long grass behind the big stone and mother nature's back,
got cutlassed for the cow....
when I pop over to your world I feel as though I have entered into an exotic and wonderfully magical land...weaving of grasses is grand!
Thank you merci33,...
will tell T you think his toilet is exotic xxx
he will be thrilled as I am delighted....
Oh see... now I love it all the more...ones 'rest room' ought to be a thing of beauty and T has accomplished this with a distinction worthy of Architectural Digest.
And then there is me simply being ever so sappy/happy about woven grasses... still green and glorious as they can be.
:-)
Well woven. Reminds me of toilets in Fiji, perfectly adequate, but rustic.
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