Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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It must be an angel, drawn to that big gentle sweetheart of yours! I like your creativity jar - simple, but colorful. Looks like confetti, but easier to clean!
Gorgeous, Dear Bess, simply gorgeous! Both you and your latest knitting, that is. And oh, yes, I definitely think that was your Guardian Angel putting in an appearance!
By What a great picture of you both! I'm guessing late '70's? How fun to see that. :-) Definitely an angel. And Nope, Mary - 1986. In spite of the Dorothy Hamill haircut. Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, January 03, 2008 I had a dr. visit yesterday and took shameless advantage of my months of accumulated sick leave to go home afterwards, instead of going back to work. Whatever is waiting for me will still be there today. Instead, I got to spend the late afternoon of a beautiful bright day in my airy spacious living room knitting away on this.  And making up my Creativity Jar.  I didn't make it pretty – but I did fill it with colorful surprises. I'm very impressed, and so are the birds  (Knit and Purl have some new friends who've come to live with them. They were bought as Christmas tree decorations but I can't bear to put them in the attic where they might suffer from the heat. They'll just have to join the flock instead.) The dogs, however, are unimpressed.  The first sunset of the new year was so beautiful I had to try to capture it.  Color that strong in January often presages a cold snap and it did sink into the teens last night. We're in for a couple of cold days followed by a warm weekend. How southern.I'm librarian and curator of the family photos and letters now that we've sold my parents' house. It is my job to divvy up everything and ship it to the correct sister, niece or nephew. In pawing through the pile, though, I've come across one of those photos that it's nice have – to remind you that once you were very young and fresh and slim. And the sparkley stuff on BD's forehead must be an angel, don't you think? Hovering over us and all?  |
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