Saturday Seven? I cleaned out the toy box between the front doors. Mr. Daisy calls it the decompression chamber but it's really just a little space. Usually filled with a boy's toys.
The pathetic vest is still underway. Smaller size, same large needles.
I bought this at the Weavers' Guild of Minnesota's Holiday sale. Ten or so skeins of handspun black/brown Shetland wool. What to do . . . what to do.
Bye!
