sticks, beads and strings
make wonderful, beautiful things


The children went to an Easter Egg hunt this morning at our church. There will be another one tomorrow at Granny’s. I need to take a dish to lunch there, but have no clue what it will be. I’m planning to take anyone who isn’t sick to church tomorrow. Guess I should back up and tell ya’ll that DD#4 is running a fever off and on, and DD#3 is hoarse.

I’m knitting socks today. Surprised? Thought not. I got a good bit done on DH’s last night while watching a movie, and today I am working on DS#3’s. I know I told you I was gonna do up the autumn Trekking for me, but I am waffling. That pinky-peachy Trekking is *really* calling out to me. I probably won’t make a final decision until I cast on. Yes, I’m fickle and yes, I listen when yarn talks to me. I manage to live with it, so can you, LOL!

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