I was feeling mumphy, bah-humbuggish and otherwise ungruntled, today. Resorted to my sovereign remedy. Thought I’d share.
While I’m in a sharing mood, there’s this,Which I plan to do here shortly, and in the knitting news, there’s this:
Words to live by.
My burrow, "La Maison du Hibou Sous Terre" is located on the flatlands of West Texas where I live with my computer, my books, and a lot of yarn waiting to become something.
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On the other hand, there are those needles — the very definition of a concealed weapon, no? The kitten got me laughing even before I’d had my first cup of coffee. They are good for whatever ails us.