The simple joy of being alive.
But I do feel the joy of spending the day with fabric in my hands. You would think that the connections of the King of Saturn to wool that I would be a weaver, but I am not. And you would also think that I would be the master of the dance, and I sort of am. I am generally the one in charge or the one behind the lectern. Yes, that is me!
And for that I am glad to be able to ply my fabric surrounded my my dogs of the hunt.
That reminds me, I bought a book that had a basset hound in it last year on our shop hop. I haven't seen it since. I REALLY need to clean up my room.........have you heard that before?
And that reminds me.....look what I boiled up yesterday for dinner!
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