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I still feel like a vampire sucked the life out of me. Evil flu. By two I managed to go the cafe, get a very hot Chai and take Zephyr back to a safer corner of the park–vigilant of people and dogs. Luckily few were there. I sat and crocheted. Zephyr ate grass. All was [...]

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When the sun comes out, so do curious happenings. I’ve found–or wandered into 3 dogs this week. And now this interesting find in front of an apt. building along my walk to the cafe. It was just sitting out on the lawn. I wondered if it might be a special day in eastern religions, then [...]

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For someone who spends a great deal of time trying to keep things together, it’s odd to find myself trying to unravel something. In this case, a sweater.
I found this woman who unravels sweaters from thrift stores and re-spins the yarn, often with other colors, into lovely new skeins. Fabulous. I’ve seen so many ugly sweaters knit with nice yarn. It just never occurred to me. Wool [...]

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So, in honor of the holiday. . . I went shopping. Not to be rude, but that really seems to be what people do in this city–shop. I’ve never seen more sq. mall-footage than here. It’s mostly sad, but that’s the way it is.
I thought yarn would cheer me up (still feeling blue about my Etsy [...]

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The fog lifted, but has left a hard chill. I’ve abandoned felting–just for today–to crochet several scarflettes. I like how smart they look.
 
You can actually wear them with urban wear and not feel overly bulky, as w/a scarf. And as I mentioned on Etsy, I hate it when my scarf falls from my shoulder onto [...]

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As a writer I am a pesky editor. I am constantly going back and rewording items that most won’t even read. Plus, now that I’ve admitted I’m a writer, YOU are now searching for errors, aren’t you? Please don’t. You will surely find some. Contrary to popular belief, I’m not perfect–even when I really, really [...]

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It is drizzling today, the near cousin of fog. I don’t know how people survive in England or Seattle. (No offense. I like those places. I love Seattle, would move there in a heartbeat, except for the drizzle.) I was born for sunny weather, I’m afraid . . . but then not too sunny. Not [...]

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I don’t mind when it rains. Or even when the wind rattles my window panes. But fog is just sticky and unpleasant. It lingers like the smell of fried onions.
I took Zephyr for a walk, because I have to when it isn’t raining, but it was bone cold. Too chilly to sit outside for coffee–R. won’t let me bring Zephyr [...]

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Although most of my shop is about buttons, i do love yarn. And I love to crochet, especially in winter while watching old movies. (Cary Grant, Katherine Hepburn, Barbara Stanwick–you get the idea.) Hot tea is always good too. Home baked muffins always a plus. It just depends on how ambitious I’m feeling. Today, not so much. But [...]

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