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The only thing about living up here is the lack of flora to help gauge the seasons with, there are no stunning views of autumn leaves gilded in coppers & golds, no conkers to spend hours trying to knock down for the kids, only winters sudden sharp slap of cold & angry weather dictates her arrival, suddenly your mind puts the hail and snow showers together with the fact that it is verging on November & mentally shoves the summer T shirts to the back of the drawer in favour of a thermal simmit.


Already I am armed with the dreaded 2008 diary trying hard to figure out my life for the next year, as part of my city & guild course I must attend at least a few of the uk quilt shows, the hard part is trying to figure out which ones, obviously it makes better sense to try & get down to some of the bigger ones, quilts uk perhaps, a few days & a sketch book should surely allow me to return home with a salad box of inspiration & information. Edinburgh for the spring & autumn are perhaps the easiest of the bunch for me to reach, not to mention the one being held in shetland this year which I am waiting for information about.

Kids are *crossing fingers*, we hope, getting out to school today, the intrepid but stranded twitchers hired a helicopter and conducted a mass evac, offering refuge to some islanders stuck on mainland shetland on route.