Made it simple to see what gauge it is before making the one that fits over my shoulders. I can only dither about this fucking thing so much. Just MAKE the things.
Again, I get the snail mail from Firefly exactly on the day I need it most.
It is… disconcerting … to take scissors to something that has taken hours to knit, but I’m glad I did it on this practice piece before a sweater.
At the Pinery.
You see the oddest things in the middle of Mennonite farm country.
Winter gives, string takes away.
A postcard designed by one friend and sent by another, a shimmer of delight in a discouraged day,
This is a random letter sent to me by a random stranger who was looking for people to send letters to fo INCOWRIMO.
At first I thought it was Persian, then I read the letter. It’s Gregg Shorthand, a now outdated and mostly-obsolete note taking language used when no one but secretaries used shorthand.
My classmates took it; I took typing instead.