307/366: Smell of Wet Wool

I'm certain I've spoke about my love for the smell of wet wool.  Specifically hot, wet wool.

My brother loves the smell of gasoline...perhaps wet wool is an acquired sense...I certainly don't care for the smell of gasoline or stargazer lilies or skunks.

This new purse will be dried, trimmed and embellished and available at the Artists in Buffalo's Holiday Open Studios on December 1st and 2nd at the Red Cross Building on Delaware Avenue.  Here is the website with the downloadable pdf file with map and locations and the artists at each one.  I'm alphabetical with WashMyCloth.  Hope you can stop by and say hi!

I'm looking forward to a fun weekend, surrounded by artists and customers of the arts.

Have a great weekend!