To blogistas who observe, on the first night
And this one's for you, Ms Moon
I couldn't get the Cartier -Bresson credit in without the commands, sorry.
About weaving watch this bunch of PVC bits and belt, for future backstrap weaving adventures.
This is the loom.
Meanwhile out on the fence, scene of many mourning dove trysts, the solitary dove now has company.
The male, left, danced and preened and nibbled at his partner's face, while she crouched low, held out her wings and trembled. They, too, are planning to get weaving, I'd say.
Lovely afternoon at the weekly discussion group. All the women were absent except the leader and me. I'm guessing they were busy getting their Seders organized. But we managed.
The leader is someone I've known for many years, haven't seen since before the pandemic, and she didn't recognize me. No glasses! After that we had a good reunion.
Happy day everyone, whatever your plans.
