Subconscious Discrimination. (Part 1)

Sometimes I feel like I’m getting somewhere, that we’re getting somewhere. We have a range of places to go, places we know I can get into, places I can feel secure. It’s impossible to say enough about the effort made by my husband to research places in advance. He spends hours , and I do…

Ink Blending through a Stencil.

Hello! I’m sorry that I haven’t been posting lately but I wanted to come back with a card full of sunshine and warmth in honour of the late Summer Sun we’ve been having in the UK. I cut a piece of card stock into a 6 inch square and started blending Squeezed Lemonade from the…