No time for the treehouse today; we had to get things done and head to town for the last Brown Bag concert of the summer!Brian decided he'd rather go on a call with dad than listen to music with me, so lucky mom got to spindle and enjoy some smooth jazz all by herself. Got the medium brown Shetland sample finished, ate a pint of fresh strawberries and a cookie from the Farmer's Market for lunch, finished my errands and came home to unload groceries and 170 lbs. of animal feed, then enjoy a quiet house for awhile. Ah; quietness feeds my soul!
That's it for today from . . .
5 comments:
Sounds like a fun day! Enjoy the noise while it lasts....in no time you'll have plenty of quiet.
Quietness feeds my soul, too.
I've been very surprised at how drop spindling has appealed to me. I'm taking mine with me in the morning for a coffee "knit" date with friends. It is quieting - I hadn't thought of it in quite those terms.
Sharon, maybe it's a (safe) form of hypnotism - that we do to ourselves!
That sounds like a wonderful Mom's break. Ah, I remember quiet days...
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