I spent most of today zoned out on the couch watching TV. I wasn't knitting either, just staring at the tube. After my trip to Sam's and Walmart I went downstairs to sew together those pants but managed to sew the two fronts together and the two backs together down the side seams. Oops. So the second half of my sewing time was devoted to sitting hunched over with my seam ripper so I can take another run at it tomorrow. My Great-Grandma Stephan always cautioned that any stitches you sew on Sunday you'd end up picking out, guess she was right.
September 23--Alexander Koester, Ducks on a Riverbank. Ella followed the sound of quacking. She had to be very quiet and move slowly. She was sure that the clutch of eggs she'd been watching had hatched. Or if they hadn't already they were about to. Aunt Jane told her not to disturb the ducks but the sight of those white ovals all jumbled in their nest of feathers and grass and the soft murmuring quacks of the duck and drake were irresistible.
I woke up at 5:30 this morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I'm not a fan.
--Barbara
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I hope you have lots of trick or treaters to help you get rid of all those Dum-Dums. Either that or you'll have a sucker in your mouth every time you sit down to knit. Come to think of it, that isn't a bad idea. Knitting and hands-free snacking. Glad you liked the picture of our disappearing window. Now I have a whole wall to decorate.
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