I can barely sit still. I want to go run and jump in the flower meadow. But there isn’t one near by and I should finish out the day.
I’m much lighter since before lunch and I got about 10″ of hair cut off. He blow dried it and it’s a bit poofy and not really in a good way. But I know what to do with it later. Otherwise it’s perfect. Just perfect. And it feels weird when I fun my fingers through it and it stops at my shoulder… *laugh*
The chalice bag progresses and I’m pretty happy with the color combo. This particular velveteen is absolutely the softest ever for cotton. I got it at Walmart in some bin years and years ago and it’s the last piece left.
The robins are singing, it is a dry day, there are patches of blue sky. Hope reins.