
Friday, after work, Young Co-Worker and I ventured into the countryside and found a fiber processing barn, way out in the yonder. We each made a purchase of lovely hand dyed wool roving. Looky at what I bought!
I also spent lots of time spinning in the evenings, in front of the fire, with the spindle. (The days were warm

Sugar ‘n Cream cotton yarn was on sale. Bought five skeins of the variegated. Wonderful Guy, bless his heart, doesn’t understand that, I don’t think. Just one of those things I learned from Momma. When it's on sale, I gotta' buy it. I thought I did well only buying five.

At a bookstore outlet, I found Thirteen Moons, by Charles Frazier for $6, and a couple of journals for cheapy cheapy. Can’t ever have too many journals, I say. No knitting books to note, or to buy.
While I was at the bookstore outlet, Wonderful Guy was at the kitchen outlet. He’s been shopping for pressure cookers lately. I have a gi-nourmous one I used back in the day for canning. Still have it, even if I haven’t canned in 2 plus decades. (Hey! I might again eventually….

It was great to get out this weekend. We walked the dog, and I wore only a hoodie over my turtleneck. Very nice to run around in a sweatshirt instead of bundled up in gloves, hat, scarf, and buttoned-up-to-the-neck-coat. It’s still January, and cooler weather with snow possibly, is on it’s way, but the break was nice.
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