🐾 Last big vet visit of the year yesterday went very well for Dave but huge eek for weather reasons - a bridge flooded with the all the rain so a small nightmare getting home & we both just fell asleep as soon as safely back to the tiny terrace! Most sorry for worrying folks...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - the gift of a lovely ink drinking book; a tiny crabapple to be planted; His Tiny Highness figuring out his new nail scratch board; Sir has his last vet appointment of the year tomorrow so making little sausage dog thank you favours & cards...

📚 A very huge thank you to the lovely & talented @mirandakeeling.com who sent the happy gift of her wonderful new book, filled with adorable little real world scenes that caught her notice & beautiful illustrations to boot - a perfect book for dipping in & out of with a nice brew...

🍏 Brought back a tiny windfall crabapple from the seaside adventure for to plant up in a recycled cup - adored the acid green pops of colour against the old stones & cold winter sky, so hoping this little apple might just sprout up tree shoots, as after all hope grows green...

🐌 Hurrah for Sunday Snailday once again & when everyday life is an overwhelming feeling of being lost, the wish for all good folks is to remember how sea salt is a cure all to return drifting souls back to their path - may there be coastal adventures to restore all to rights...

🎄Feeling a smidge more flat than festive & this is where seasonal shed decorating stalled - an unfilled advent calendar, empty bauble stand, & a bare tree - this is needed to be a colsie Christmas Eve spot for garden star gazing & book reading, so very much time to get crafty...

🌿 Home gathered flowers for Friday - the garden here at the tiny terrace is in fine winter foliage form offering up glossy spiked leaves of green & variegated holly, twining ivy leaves, gloriously red cotoneaster berries, & deeply fragrant sprigs of rosemary...

🐾 Safe home from the big seaside adventure, His Tiny Highness absolutely cream crackered from salty scampering & snuggled up under his crochet star blanket on the sofa, but somehow still awake enough to politely request mini marshmallows from the loyal butlers hot chocolate...

🐾 His Tiny Highness frolicking on the beach by Stag Rock, beside beautiful Bamburgh Castle - Dave has managed a little ear flapping run, investigated rock pools & drift wood, paddled his paws in the sea, & generally sniffed & scampered happily about to his hearts content!

🐾 Started our day stood at the sea under a rainbow! Early this year His Tiny Highness, Dave the dachshund, fell ill with IVDD & underwent spinal surgery & lots of physio to walk again - now he's finally reached the beach so it feels like a huge promise of better days to come...

✨Of course, when in a new town for a little adventure - need to pop to the charity shop for the necessary holiday book! Laughed at the happy trifle sign in the hospice shop, & left with a tiny pewter jug & cosy fantasy read complete with complimentary bookmark - now for chips...

🐾 Popped in to see the iconic Angel of the North as we were passing on our Northumberland bound adventure - huge wide skies above as little paws had a leg stretch far below, then driving on into the darkening day for to follow the call of the sea...

✨ Officially redundant! A last morning with colleagues, then turning in our passes & kit bags - a pocket check of mine revealed Lego, toggle, & kroner - now to trust in the magic of new beginnings, & take the beloved hound off to the sea to start this new chapter with a splash!

This rotten year held a few more tricks aside from a sick dog & redundancy - an unexpected bereavement, & paperwork for the fairy godchild to emigrate suddenly finalised & had to send them off to a new faraway life with family - so please be gentle as online feet are found again!

Tiny note to say signing offline for a week or so - the end date of work redundancy is rushing up & the stress is utterly overwhelming (eye tick & stuttering levels), so just buckling down in basic survival mode to try powering through - catch up to all you lovely folk very soon!

🐌 Hurrah for Sunday Snailday & harsh storm weather has brought intermittent power cuts, so the wish for all good folks is to remember having light & warmth at the flick of a switch is such a glorious privilege, & to maybe see such sheltering basics as the wonders they truly are...

🎄 With everything being cold & miserable in storm weather with dark skies of heavy rain, decided to scamper off to the glitz of the garden centre for to seek inspiration in all the sparkles of the season! His Tiny Highness was most impressed with the fancily decorated trees...

🎄 With everything being cold & miserable in storm weather with dark skies of heavy rain, decided to scamper off to the glitz of the garden centre for to seek inspiration in all the sparkles of the season! His Tiny Highness was most impressed with the fancily decorated trees...

🐾 His Tiny Highness is very much on the mend - lots of snuggling & fussing required obviously, but the silliest sausage is indeed getting back up to snuff one morsel of a snackerette at a time - thank you all so much for the care sent to this beloved little creature!

✨ A new project! This sweet sewing box was kindly rescued from a bonfire night burn pile for me, wafting of foist from the faded yellow velvet & someone obviously having sampled grey paints on the knackered veneer - perfect for a flower power makeover through the dreich days...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - lucky ladybirds nestled in mint sprigs; His Tiny Highness resting after some rather wobbly health days; a little crochet Martinmas goose, feet & beak naturally dyed orange from hawthorn leaves; toadstools rising in damp, mossy garden grass...

🐾 His Tiny Highness is very much on the mend - lots of snuggling & fussing required obviously, but the silliest sausage is indeed getting back up to snuff one morsel of a snackerette at a time - thank you all so much for the care sent to this beloved little creature!

✨ A new project! This sweet sewing box was kindly rescued from a bonfire night burn pile for me, wafting of foist from the faded yellow velvet & someone obviously having sampled grey paints on the knackered veneer - perfect for a flower power makeover through the dreich days...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - lucky ladybirds nestled in mint sprigs; His Tiny Highness resting after some rather wobbly health days; a little crochet Martinmas goose, feet & beak naturally dyed orange from hawthorn leaves; toadstools rising in damp, mossy garden grass...

✨ Hello again, been rather quiet online these last few days as struggling with chronic fatigue - a parting gift from surviving life threatening sepsis - coupled with work stress & Dave the dog being poorly too, it's all been a big bit of a slog, so here again & tired but trying!

🌿 Home gathered flowers for Friday - the garden here at the tiny terrace whilst heavy with damp fog is in fine form offering up green leaves of grapefruit mint, the last few sprigs of flowering thyme, erigeron daisies, pink pom poms of thrift, & incredibly white fairy bonnets...

🌿 Home gathered flowers for Friday - the garden here at the tiny terrace whilst heavy with damp fog is in fine form offering up green leaves of grapefruit mint, the last few sprigs of flowering thyme, erigeron daisies, pink pom poms of thrift, & incredibly white fairy bonnets...

🐁 Christmas is on a 'no cheeses for the meeses' budget, jovially referred to as Merry Squeakmas, so stitched some crochet mice for to go with homemade gifts - these fluffy little friends are worked from botanically dyed wool with hawthorn, clove, & a mulled wine sugar mouse...

🖋️ November Fifth & Bonfire Night in Yorkshire is also Parkin Day, so please to enjoy a Nana Pip recipe tweaked for to become a small batch quick bake in the air fryer recipe & join in on the black treacle sticky deliciousness...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - knitting basket of an abandoned jumper now returned to; baking parkin for bonfire night; a last & best apple left to the tree for the fair folk fallen in the wind; His Tiny Highness begging to see parkin cake & being utterly disinterested...

🐌 Barrages of fireworks have been booming through the skies for the last few nights, rudely interrupting His Tiny Highnesses sleeping & making him a scared little sausage, so snuggling down for a (hopefully!) calm & colsie night devoted to the beloved hound - catch up tomorrow!

🐁 Christmas is on a 'no cheeses for the meeses' budget, jovially referred to as Merry Squeakmas, so stitched some crochet mice for to go with homemade gifts - these fluffy little friends are worked from botanically dyed wool with hawthorn, clove, & a mulled wine sugar mouse...

🖋️ November Fifth & Bonfire Night in Yorkshire is also Parkin Day, so please to enjoy a Nana Pip recipe tweaked for to become a small batch quick bake in the air fryer recipe & join in on the black treacle sticky deliciousness...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - knitting basket of an abandoned jumper now returned to; baking parkin for bonfire night; a last & best apple left to the tree for the fair folk fallen in the wind; His Tiny Highness begging to see parkin cake & being utterly disinterested...

🐌 Barrages of fireworks have been booming through the skies for the last few nights, rudely interrupting His Tiny Highnesses sleeping & making him a scared little sausage, so snuggling down for a (hopefully!) calm & colsie night devoted to the beloved hound - catch up tomorrow!

🐌 Hurrah for Sunday Snailday once again & happily still unearthing beshelled little garden beasties enjoying bright chill sunlight even as winter comes ever closer - so the wish for all good folks is to look to the light, & to have gentle moments purely for to bask in the sun...

🐌 Hurrah for Sunday Snailday once again & happily still unearthing beshelled little garden beasties enjoying bright chill sunlight even as winter comes ever closer - so the wish for all good folks is to look to the light, & to have gentle moments purely for to bask in the sun...

🧶 Unhelpfully, also forgot to post a link - free pattern recipe in the knitting notebook gallery pages for folk able to read spider scrawl handwriting over at ko-fi.com/wynnandwild

✨ All Saints Day, second of the Allhallowtide, & dusk brings a local protective folk custom of burning a candle in a ring of rowan berries tied with red thread on the gatepost - anything that should have gone to ground with the last harvest now cannot cross to cause mischief...

🧶 Forgot to share the wartime knit inspired socks for little ghosties to sleep amongst safe in sock drawers - designed with ribbing & no heel to be most utilitarian, here worked in yarn botanically home dyed with fermented buddleja so included a simple subtle butterfly motif...

🌿 Home gathered flowers for Friday only a day late - the garden here at the tiny terrace is in fine form offering up drifts of lemon mint, so water rooting these fragrant sprigs for to gift growing plants on to bring their bright green leaves & cheerful scent as winter bites...

🧶 Unhelpfully, also forgot to post a link - free pattern recipe in the knitting notebook gallery pages for folk able to read spider scrawl handwriting over at ko-fi.com/wynnandwild

✨ All Saints Day, second of the Allhallowtide, & dusk brings a local protective folk custom of burning a candle in a ring of rowan berries tied with red thread on the gatepost - anything that should have gone to ground with the last harvest now cannot cross to cause mischief...

🧶 Forgot to share the wartime knit inspired socks for little ghosties to sleep amongst safe in sock drawers - designed with ribbing & no heel to be most utilitarian, here worked in yarn botanically home dyed with fermented buddleja so included a simple subtle butterfly motif...

🌿 Home gathered flowers for Friday only a day late - the garden here at the tiny terrace is in fine form offering up drifts of lemon mint, so water rooting these fragrant sprigs for to gift growing plants on to bring their bright green leaves & cheerful scent as winter bites...

✨ All Hallows Eve, known as last harvest in these parts, when we bake soul cakes for to give those a-knocking our doors - marked with a cross to show the turning year, & the little no cross cake is the lumpen for whom the year no longer turns & is to be sacrificed to the land...

🍏 A Harvest & Hallow tide tradition in this patch is to learn of future husbands by star cross cutting an apple & counting the pips that fall out whole - one pip for the rich man of the rhyme, two for the next & so on! Now awaiting a farmer man for to get down on bended knee...

🧶 Busy with Stitch & Witch craft coven workshops at the community library this evening, helping folk make black cats & ghosties & pumpkins - should you fancy creating your own then please to find free pattern recipes in the crochet notebook gallery here ko-fi.com/wynnandwild

🧶 Pale peachy terracotta orange naturally yielded colour from fermented foxglove flowers, gathered from the summer garden as they fell & steeped in rainwater for long months - now bubbled up in the little colour cauldron dyepot for to become botanically dyed softly snug socks...

🐌 Snippets from a snail slow life - the happy second hand find of an older paper die cut tool in the shape of flower pots; a deliciously cherry red oak gall; bright pumpkin berries of pyracantha; a soft skein of foxglove flower botanically home dyed wool in pale terracotta...