This week at market I bought a lot of glass.
I also bought a lot of nicely foxed etchings of horrendous torture scenes. Scenes such as a woman having a boob cut off with some big scissors . . . imagine that.
I haven't posted them, I will at some point. Here's a few of the harmless ones.
They're all of men about to be martyred during the Spanish Inquisition. That's the clever bit; what I love is their outfits.
In my window things are coming on leaps and bounds, I love the bright yellowy colour of this succulent.
Pilea's getting bigger.
And how exciting; one of my poisonous pea cuttings has come over all optimistic.