Oh, not a real big refocus.
Just me, not being able to weave, so entertaining myself other ways.
My afternoons are spent with a walk for Roy, and then resting my neck. Heat on my neck. Motrin.
You get the picture.
So I knit. And I read. I play Scrabble on Facebook, if any of my opponents have been on to play their turn.
And today, I looked through some old pictures, and they just brought back memories I thought I would share with you.
Here is Sydney, you know, the fat fluff that hangs out here all the time?
Four years ago, when she appeared in my barn, weighing in at 5.5 lbs, pregnant, and just as lovable as she is today, she was a scrawny little thing. The vet said she was about 9 months old.
This girl knew a good thing when she saw it.
As I was perusing, I was reminded of things I wanted to be weaving soon.
Like some mug rugs. I just love making these. I have a ton of them, but they are not in sets of 4, so I think I will make some to put on my web site.
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