Here I was. With an empty weekend. So what did I do? Stacked up my collection of a dozen Agatha Christie books and made an attempt at book art. Very elementary (Sorry, Poirot for the Holmes reference). Yet, it was a fulfilling experience: it filled my empty time, that is.
Can you spot what the shiny pebbles spell out?
For me, an Agatha Christie book and tea are the perfect things to curl up with on a rainy day. Today, my mood is : create, rather than read.