
Silly chipmunk hides
crunching leaves that cat ears hear
up the tree it goes!

Silly chipmunk hides
crunching leaves that cat ears hear
up the tree it goes!
Here. There. Where’s the smoked paprika?
The past two weeks have been a blur. The studios and our lives were packed up and moved a bit further south for the next few months. Within days of unpacking, we began to remember the forgotten things. I should have made a list.
A few weeks ago, I read a blog post about a book of six word memoirs. It really struck a chord. Six words, how hard could that be? The answer surprised me. My thoughts, it turns out are more often five words, or seven. They rarely fit into six. I thought it would be a fun way to keep an abbreviated journal. Like blog posts, my best are written in my imagination while taking a shower, or in the twilight of my dreams. By the time I remember to write them down, only the essence remains.
Here are a few that managed to be caught.
We left our hill. Into traffic.
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Welcome back. Dead mice in toilet.
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I sense them quietly watching me.
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To admit broken, would mean defeated.
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Here, there. Where’s the smoked paprika?
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trip to the beach, adjusting expectations
I just don’t know about the dead mice in the toilet . . .
I hear mice in the walls.
It snowed. There is still snow.
One sweater blocked. 15 WIPs left. (that’s an estimate; I don’t want to know the truth)
Why am I not an adult?
Who would think that turning the page on the calendar would make such a difference.

Have a great weekend. Don’t forget to turn back your clock an hour Saturday night. I do hate to have to adjust to the time change. I don’t mind getting up in the dark, but I sure hate coming home in it.
We won’t be vending at FFNE this weekend. With covid cases setting record highs, we weren’t comfortable with the masking mandate for the festival being lifted for an indoor event. I’ve been updating our inventory. We’ll be offering free domestic shipping on most yarn orders on our website this weekend. Use code MASKUPNEWENGLAND during checkout.
At least there’s no snow here yet – just heavy, heavy frost in the mornings. And I think you’re smart to stay away from FFNE!
We had our first frost yesterday morning but luckily no snow yet. I think you made the right decision about the fiber festival, it’s too bad they didn’t impose a mask mandate.
Whoa! We have had a lot of frosty mornings (must remember to start my car early), but no snow yet thankfully.
I don’t blame you about deciding to sit this one out. Numbers are creeping up enough that I am not comfortable going anywhere for the most part unmasked.
2 responses to “the woods aren’t quiet now”
Cute kitty
Very!