It feels as though the list of what I have is catching up with the list of what I want.
We've been staying in for the most part. Staying in, but hanging out. And time has been moving along in the most interesting manner.
It is what I read this morning. With the overcast, gray light. My bay window. My knitting needles. And page 32.
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oh, sounds so romantic.
How can you knit and read?
I have been knitting more lately, I'm making Katie and Rose kitty hats. For real.
But not reading while I am doing it.
cindy
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