Sometimes when life gets really hard the best thing to do is to stop and look at all of the little things.
My marmalade and quince paste came out perfectly.
A knitter friend gave me a brown ball of dried plant, and after about three hours in a little water, it opened into this.
It's a rose of Jehrico.
I'm knitting a baby cardigan with no pattern, and it's working out beautifully.
Even the button holes are perfect. That almost never happens.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
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