I wish I could say I finished something but, nope. Still I like seeing progress. A couple things are getting close.
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The next two hats are nearing the decreasing section.
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The scrappy slipper socks are at the cuff stage.
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I hate/love following my passion. There are only so many hours a day and somethings get lost in the shuffle. Like recorders and pianos and singing. Like writing and editing. Like other artwork. I miss those pursuits. Like old friends and family. Yet the knitting is calling. I barely put half an hour on the diamond painting. I’m putting in about the same on the treadmill. It’s something! More than I’d get done otherwise.
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