Here are some of the newest crafts I’ve been working on. A pair of socks for my son, another hat, and a shawl for me.
The socks and hat are on Chiaogoo cable needles. The shawl is crocheted. I’ve frogged and restarted the hat and the shawl. It’s fun to try something new. I have other socks but haven’t worked on them for a while.
My second dragon is about half done. This one isn’t coming out as straight so I’ll have to go straighten them myself.
Energy has been low lately but I’m gradually getting better.
Anybody watch the series “From” ? When I saw the prompt I thought about how guests are brought in and don’t escape.
At this point, the streams fork out and I can’t keep track with these ole fingers and eyes. So that’s it.
By the way, if you don’t like horror, and I think this is far scarier than The Walking Dead, maybe pass it by. I’m still undecided. I watched while knitting or playing games on my tablet so I don’t get hooked in.
When you know all day that it is Wednesday and you only have one line the burden can overtake you at 4 AM Thursday and again remembered at 10 AM, the panic is real! (I’m posting this on Thursday hoping that it fills in a missing day for WP.)
Is it a coincidence that ‘coincidence’ starts with ‘coin’ as you might toss for luck?
Is it a coincidence that Milo hit the button “outside” when he needed to relieve his bladder? He seemed quite happy. Since that time, he’s looked at the button wagging his tail but scratches the door instead.
It’s how we all learned to communicate. Babble sounds that resulted in our needs being met. And the most successful sounds we repeated often. Sure we got it wrong sometimes, but success bred success.
Holding up the princess dress with the empire-waist, she admired the illusion. She could be the empress. But there on the wall, the hand print. Blood?
She remembered the bare foot imprint in the flower garden. They were trying to impress her with their daring, trying to scare her.
It took her five minutes to dress and sweep her hair into the crown. She could impress, too.
Still biding her time, she bagged the crown and donned her long raincoat. She and the magician had a secret. Two more months.
Leaning against the tree, she felt the universe of power as she watched the interloper being eaten. The dragon wasn’t impressed. Still he winked. The empress was impressed.
From my yarn tarot. Yes, coffee and cards don’t get along.
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
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