What's happening.

I don't like to post political stuff, and in fact I rarely do.

But I would be remiss if I didn't at least tell you that I am grieving what I see as

a huge loss of character for this United States of America.  

We have chosen a misogynistic, racist, crude, really evil man, when we could have

chosen a sane, reasonable woman.

But, ah, there's the rub. 

A woman.

And a black woman at that.

I knew from the moment she announced that she was running, that she was doomed.

My friends tried to reassure me.......she had a good chance.

But no, she never had a chance, not even the slightest little bit of one.

This is America.  Women are still second class citizens, fighting for rights that men

take for granted.

So this is it, we have a president who mimics giving oral sex to a microphone, who openly

talks about shooting a woman in the face, who can now "pardon" himself in all the criminal activity he has been involved in.

And millions of people are waiting with high hopes for all the "good" that he is going to 

bring into their lives.

I can't laugh.  It's far too sad, and it's also very, very scary.

So that's enough of a rant.  Whether you agree or not, we can choose to disagree.

I don't try to convince anyone of anything.  

As Mark Twain said, " A man who carries a cat by the tail, learns something that he can learn in no other way."

I am staying in my own lane, so to speak.   Plenty to do, and I love doing it.  I have looms, and lots of other "toys" in my studio.

I have. a LOT of undyed yarn, and it needs to get a life, with me, or with someone else, and that means it needs to be dyed.

So first, I wind it into skeins.

Then I dye the skeins.

Then I wind the skeins back on to cones!!!

It's a bit tedious, but the results are very satisfactory.

I have over 100 cones, so this should keep me kind of busy all winter.

To be honest,  I want to hide in my little corner of the world.  I am going to

be "news free" as much as I can be.  No more evening news, no more WAMC

Round Table every morning, only a skim of the top headlines of my daily morning 

digital NY Times, and very quickly onto the puzzles.

I will try not to be entirely ignorant of what's going on, but I am NOT 

going to let it rent space in my head.

I did that for years with an alcoholic ex husband, I am surely not going to do 

it with this demented person.

I have started walking the dogs alone, because there is no one right now that 

can manage it.  I understand that, but they do not.

So every day, we go to our favorite dirt road just 3 miles from home, and we 

sniff everything that has roamed around there the night before.

Well, they sniff.

I don't sniff, but I am on the lookout for any sign of anything crossing the road.

A rabbit, a deer, a squirrel, anything that would have them charging off together and putting me in the ditch.

If I see it first, I can be ready.

Years ago I read a book that I have never forgotten.  It took place in the northeast, in the 

Revolutionary War.  Times were hard, and the future looked bleak.

The name of the book was "The Day Must Dawn"

No matter how horrible the future appeared, they knew that the sun

would come up the next day.

We can only hope that remains true for us.