Indian Summer

I was so glad I made the effort to get to the seaside for a bit of a paddle on Sunday.  As always I was tired after my work shift but the warm sun and blue skies got me out of the chair I'd flopped into.  So we had a late lunch in our favourite Harbour Cafe in Rhos on Sea and then walked on the beach which by that time was empty apart from the gulls and a few dog walkers.

We had a peer at the poor old Victorian pier slowly being left to disintegrate into the sea and felt sad that the powers that be would rather spend £5 million on the hideous new concrete watersport centre a few hundred yards away instead of restoring it to its former glory.  You can read about it's sad history here if piers are your thing.

As usual I did a bit of beachcombing and picked up these pretty scallop seashells.  They reminded me of the shell-like stitch crochet jar cover pattern I'm still tweeking for my next craft fair.  I wonder if there's a way to attach the shells somehow as an alternative to crochet flowers.  I'll have to experiment.