I knitted along on the Frustration Anklet foot last night (with my broken ankle elevated like a good girl) and just before I went to bed (at 10 o'clock; I'm such a night owl) I got to the toe decreases and remembered to dig out the little stitch markers that remind me what I'm supposed to do where. They make it so much easier to not screw up the toes of socks.Look who visited the nectar feeder this morning. It's one of the mama hummingbirds that stops by. We can easily tell them apart because this one never lands and stays long enough for us to get the camera out and take a few pix, the other one lands but she only stays for a few seconds and then she's away. Seeing one of these never gets old. They're so small, they seem like bugs instead of birds.
May 30--Richard Pasley
Sagebrush and cactus
line the endless straight highway
like sentries
ushering martyrs
to the altar mountain
on the horizon
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Happy Memorial Day. If you served in any of the armed forces in war or peace time, thank you for keeping me and mine safe. I appreciate it more than I can express.
--Barbara
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Hope you got out and did more than drive around the block. I know that "cabin fever" feeling though. But it's good to have a real errand -- like buying something -- anything.
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