How could I have forgotten to blog about this – it’s satsuma season!
I am quite enamoured with the little citrus guys. But only satsumas. No clementines, mandarins, tangerines. Got to be satsumas. There are some philistines out there who will tell you there’s no difference. But there so is. Satsumas are looser of skin, not so tart. A bit like me, arf arf.
Today, I discovered this – my dream fabric. I think I have died and gone to sock monkey heaven.