The first mail to arrive here at our new house was a parcel containing this beautiful black shawl. It was a gift from Francesca who lives in a small Italian village, and is a master crocheter- isn't that a beautiful shell stitch? As someone who will never learn how to crochet, I am thrilled to have this shawl.
I also love the fact that it's black: all my favourite clothes seem to be, these days, and it will go so nicely with everything I already have. And it conjures up Eastern European gypsy minstrels, or Post-Impressionist Parisian artists on an evening out to the theatre. That's what I think, anyway.
Thank you, Francesca!
