New Year's Day I sliced up the banana bread and delivered to several neighbors to wish them a happy New Year.
It was bitterly cold and windy with a skim of snow and I tried my footing to see if it t was slippery. Not as long as I proceeded with caution.
Mark my footsteps, good my page tread thou in them boldly.
Happy neighbors, and one came over later with split pea soup, yay. She says it's gone very thick which made me wonder if I could convert it into pease pudding, which I love. With the last of the ham. Hmm.
Making plans, meaning plans about making, involve that nice piece of cardboard and small amounts of handspun yarn. And weaving a seamless pocket type potholder.
Thereby using up handspun, upcycling the cardboard as a loom, and avoiding all the small burns I get on the back of my hand from the upper stove shelf.
You see the openings at the edge. I may insert skewers to maintain an evenly spaced warp. I haven't measured but it's probably 6-8 epi.
This will be fitted into online games and reading Griffiths, Delderfield, and listening to Boland. It's all go.
Happy day everyone, White rabbits and a happy New Year. And Freecycle, the gift that keeps on giving
