This One's For Cousin Cortney...
...who says I need to post more pictures of myself on my blog. Here's why I don't!
Got up early to go garage-saleing in the neighborhood. Turns out it was 38° with gale-force winds so we drove around a bit, but unless there was a 10 cent Hummel or a previously undiscovered Monet prominently displayed at the end of the dooryard, we didn't even get out of the car. We then headed to warmer climes inside The Sow's Ear for their Pampered Knitter sale. It's like a craft sale in the store; enamel jewelry and buttons, Heather's famous cat toys, felted items and roving.
This afternoon I spent in the company of my fav knitting group, the Victor Allen's Saturday afternoon knitters. I always have a great time with them and they always drop kick any blues I may be experiencing away. The conversation rocks and their mad knitting skills are always inspiring.
Tomorrow it's off to Alpaca fest. I am atwitter with anticipation! Photos tomorrow!
Got up early to go garage-saleing in the neighborhood. Turns out it was 38° with gale-force winds so we drove around a bit, but unless there was a 10 cent Hummel or a previously undiscovered Monet prominently displayed at the end of the dooryard, we didn't even get out of the car. We then headed to warmer climes inside The Sow's Ear for their Pampered Knitter sale. It's like a craft sale in the store; enamel jewelry and buttons, Heather's famous cat toys, felted items and roving.
This afternoon I spent in the company of my fav knitting group, the Victor Allen's Saturday afternoon knitters. I always have a great time with them and they always drop kick any blues I may be experiencing away. The conversation rocks and their mad knitting skills are always inspiring.
Tomorrow it's off to Alpaca fest. I am atwitter with anticipation! Photos tomorrow!
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