Let me just say that it wicked annoying to work on a post, only to discover that suddenly it is gone.
But I suppose that there isn't much sense in crying about it, is there?
Let me try again.
Hear that noise? My teeth grating.
L and I wove a 4'x6' black caterpillar rug, that is already on its way to Colorado.
Do you have any idea how hard Sydney works? She is the official cat who weights rugs down while fringe is tied.
Never mind that sometimes parts of her get in the way of tying the fringe.
This rug will surely brighten up a room.
This sure looks like spring, but I'm no fool, I have seen these covered in snow.....thus their name.
We took a break, and walked up the road. It was very windy, but warm.
The hamlet of Kingsbury is mostly rural farmland. There is a general store, four churches, a diner, a couple of machine shops, a couple of pumpkin enthusiasts, a sawmill, and Crazy as a Loom.
It is generally quiet and pretty laid back.
It is a good place to be. Whatever star led me here, I am thankful.