Sunday, 20 February 2011
Daffy-down-dilly, dolly and feet.
“Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold, Through the brown mould. Although the March breeze blew keen on her face. Although the white snow lay in many a place.”
Anna B. Warner
I always think the words Daffy-down-dilly when I see a daffodil, but did not know where the they came from. The daffodils on my windowsill are from Jenny yesterday, and were so bright against the dull day outside-as if light was coming from them.
I have spent this afternoon carrying on with my travelling doll project doll. I have made cloth covers for her feet and legs and padded her bottom! I didn't realise what expression there can be in a bottom until today!