Perfectly boring.

Don't get me wrong.
I love my humdrum life.
Normal.
Not a smasher in sight.  (not counting the headache I woke up with this morning, it was gone in a snap, and did not slow me down for long)


This is what I found when I came downstairs this morning.

Looks comfy, right???  My Roy boy.


With my latest addition to the chicken coop, my fridge usually looks like this.
Eggs, eggs, and more eggs.
I love my chickie girls.

Every day I take Roy for a walk, once I wake him up!!!
It was a beautiful spring day.

I try to stay off the highway as much as possible.

In between walking and making mystery soup, I have been playing with a little rose path on a cotton warp I found in a bag.  I have no idea when I wound the warp.  I could tell that it was 5/2 perle cotton, and I actually found the partial cone left over, so I am using that for weft.  It's going to be a scarf.

Oh, and I made some bread, which made the house smell fantastic.

But as exciting as my days are, the big hoopla is when the UPS truck comes and brings me THIS.

Heart be still.
This is the kind of thing that gets a weaver's heart beating fast.  

What a wonderful day this has been. :)