Well, what a strange year it has been for everybody, in all corners of the world. The last time I spoke to you, it was coming into high summer and everywhere was beautiful. The advantage of lockdown was that you could really see the season changing, day by day.
When the restrictions eased enough to let us travel within our own county, we took advantage of it right away. The fact that Cork is the largest county in Ireland did help - you can go a hundred miles and still be within the regulations. Which we did. Right down to the Beara Peninsula.
Bantry Bay was a heart relaxing sight after so much time spent at home.
And taking the tiny ferry across to Bere Island was just what was needed - a brisk short sea voyage.
The bog cotton was blowing across the grasslands in great swathes. Always wished you could spin this, but the fibres are far too short, alas.
Here they are, being unpacked at home. Nearly all pure alpaca, except for some rather jolly Donegal tweed in an unusual chunky gauge. Oh will there be some fun with these over the festive season!