Watched the milk truck go by.
Watched the sun go behind some clouds,
and then emerge again.
And maybe we both closed our eyes in defense against the brightness of the sun. For several minutes.
To think that I could have been sleeping instead of leaning against Mom, sharing a blanket, watching the sun rise. Sometimes sleep is overrated.
In other news, I am in full on production mode.
I have just shy of a pound of this made up, plus more fiber dyed to make some more.
Fiber seems to have overtaken my living room. (Actually the house's dining room.)
Maybe I should do some cleaning up? Nah!
Hey! Rick is having a funny contest. (Not a knitting contest) Go check it out!