I think this image sort of says it all. I had a lovely wee whirlwind of a trip up to Oregon and back, but I am now slowly mucking through the repercussions of such excursions in my nearly two-thirds of the way there state. The baby shower, the first of a few, was lovely, and due to the great talents of our friends, and of generations past, it seems our wee one is going to be swathed in knitted garb, which is absolutely fine with me.
So, I am off to ponder the wind and rain over a cup of lemon-ginger tea, and slowly attempt to recapture the enthusiasm I had for the bunnies and squirrels on my cutting board.
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