between baskets and the wild wood

woven adventure


I love my local art gallery. 
It hosts the world in many forms and never fails to attract spirits of one kind. 
When Klaudie decides to get out, we have guaranteed adventures. This time, we opted for The Bonhoga, exhibition complete with lunch, as we both love art and good food! This month's exhibitor, Lois Walpole, would offer us something different. ...Basketry. My mind was already rowing around the world! Friends already warned me I would enjoy it. 


Well, here is what we found when we pushed the door on the first floor of the restored Weisdale Water Mill...

world-made, man-made fabric, 

tightly woven, 

recycled, 

 so colurful, bright, 

refreshing, 

just like somewhere in the Andes, Nepal or Africa! Humblyband was sitting on my lips thoughout the entire day.

I smiled at the Camembert boxes. Ms Walpole has a great sense of humour :-)

...So many treasures!

Fabulous exhibition if you have not seen it yet... 

So much to marvel in one room, we took our time before heading to the Café downstairs for lunch. Al fresco, it would have to be, so blue outside...

Mackerel Paté with oatcakes for Klaudia, herring in dill and oatcakes for my taste buds. It never fails as a delight!

And then , we headed to the woods... Wood, in Shetland? You may think I am teasing. Well, not exactly wild, but certainly unique in the area! Magic of our natural world, on a carpet of lesser celandine, as expected for the time of season. Next month, blue will override yellow. Meantime, it reflected the magic of the sun that was beaming between branches. 

It certainly felt like spring in such light.

What kind of blue were we after? The viewpoint at Wormadale never fails to deceive either, So spectacular through the fisheye. I love Sundays of this kind! Magic moment filled with a myriad of colours, delights and smiles.