I took a bit of time yesterday afternoon to make myself a stool. While it doesn’t bear close scrutiny it’ll do the job of providing me with a perch at the spinning group I go to once a month (when I’m not away teaching), as the village hall’s chairs are too tall for my tiny spinning wheel.

The shelter is back up at the woods. Fingers crossed for no crazy storms coming along, although it is now pegged down with posts twice as long.