Whatever you call it.

Misty, rainy, blah day.

 

My pup had to go to the vet's today.
Yes, my boy Roy has kennel cough.
Amazing, because it is a virus, and he hasn't been around any dogs, unless of course you count the dog NOT ON A LEASH, that charged him on the bike trail a couple of weeks ago, and bit him on the face.
I bet he was the culprit.  Him and his owner who apparently can't read signs.

 So Roy is on medication, and it makes him sleepy, and he looks at you with those sad eyes, and I hate it when he is sick.

 I stayed home most of the day, and did some work on my web site.

 

I have intended to put some of my finer hand wovens on my web site for awhile.  Well, finally, I got to it.

 Along with some mobius shawls, there are scarves, baby blankets, and DISH TOWELS, at least a few to start.

You can click on the link below to check it out.
I also sent out a newsletter with some SALES for January.  You knew about the newsletter, right?

  NEW PAGE

This is my fave scarf.
Wouldn't it go great with my silvery hair and black bling glasses???

My life is pretty boring.  My big plans (other than meeting my new friends for lunch tomorrow)
are making some lentil soup and some bran muffins.  And hemming some towels.

I like it that way though.  Quiet.  Boring.  Uneventful.  No drama.
Maybe getting older makes that more appealing, but appealing it is.
I have had enough excitement.
Now I want serenity, weaving by the fire, kayaking on a mountain pond, walking on a country road, rocking on the back porch watching the rain.
Peaceful, sweet.
Call it old age.
Or call it paradise.