Wouldn't it be ironic if I forgot to post on the last day? I would cry. You would forgive me, wouldn't you? But no, I would not forget, so I will not cry and you will not need to forgive.
The month has flown. So much had to be done, and it was done. Sometimes done triumphs over perfect. The usual life lessons, eh?
Reminders, to me and to you, to get pictures done and posted, in between life and crazy.
And So Are You
Uncounted finished socks (not all blue)
Churchmouse twisty scarf
the year in spinning, yes, meeting goals set 11 months ago
A more leisurely schedule might help. I've had so much fun back and forthing with you. I will try to keep this lovely habit.