Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Wednesday, June 15, 2005 Only three of us met last night for the TKN but since it was my favorite other two why should I care. I taught C how to do I-cord and we all "oooed" and "ahhhed" over the new books. If it weren’t so bloomin’ hot and I weren’t so utterly exhausted, I would go dig up photos of the covers and post them all, thus making my blog more interesting. Maybe tomorrow. I began knitting on the last of the baby booties - these have a little flaw in them already so I will give them to the niece who doesn’t knit and won’t know. Alas, as is obvious by the dearth of Knitting Content to be found here over the past weeks, I am mired in some inspirationless desert. I am hoping it is just the weather or some lunar phase. In fact, though, all I really want to do is post whines and complaints and since they are so vague, with sources so well concealed, I end up starting a sentence and then staring off into the white void of the monitor. Then realizing how banal it sounds, I erase it and stare some more. Ahh well - there is nothing for it but to put one foot in front of the next and slog on. The nice thing to know is that even after such a long dry spell of subdued passions, I will wake up sometime and find that I had continued to do something with my time - even if it wass knitting baby booties for grand nephew/niece babies. posted by Bess | 7:26 AM |
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