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Good morning!
I have a honking big cold sore on my lower lip that testifies to how busy this week's been and how fatigued it's left me -- but it's all been good stuff -- hanging out with the grandkids here, visiting the Victoria crew and showing their folks how to make sourdough bread. long text conversations with a niece adjusting to university residence life far from home. . . .
And the week's not done yet. I have a ticket for a breakfast lecture this morning, but yesterday afternoon a friend texted to say she's finally freed her schedule for the Art Gallery-and-lunch visit we've been trying to coordinate for weeks. Both activities fit into the agenda logistically, so I'm going to try to make both (no question about the friend meet-up, that's a great big Yes!) and hope that doesn't undo all the good healing achieved by last night's sleep. . .
Long and short: life's good, life's full, life's busy, but whoah! Something's gotta give! And today, again, apparently it's the blog. . . . I'm working on that for next week, when I hope to be right back on track, but meanwhile, photos will have to suffice again.
Photos of the sweater I finally finished last week, the last inch of cuff having waited all summer for me to sit down. . .
And yes, these are moody, summer-evening photos with an uneven mix of light-and-shadow. I'll get you better photos later of the sweater, worn in an outfit, even. But for now, here's my second Birkin, this one in a gentler palette than my first (which I still love, but which may go to a daughter who expressed some admiration. . . )
Sorry, really have to run now. Chat soon. . . .
I have a honking big cold sore on my lower lip that testifies to how busy this week's been and how fatigued it's left me -- but it's all been good stuff -- hanging out with the grandkids here, visiting the Victoria crew and showing their folks how to make sourdough bread. long text conversations with a niece adjusting to university residence life far from home. . . .
And the week's not done yet. I have a ticket for a breakfast lecture this morning, but yesterday afternoon a friend texted to say she's finally freed her schedule for the Art Gallery-and-lunch visit we've been trying to coordinate for weeks. Both activities fit into the agenda logistically, so I'm going to try to make both (no question about the friend meet-up, that's a great big Yes!) and hope that doesn't undo all the good healing achieved by last night's sleep. . .
Long and short: life's good, life's full, life's busy, but whoah! Something's gotta give! And today, again, apparently it's the blog. . . . I'm working on that for next week, when I hope to be right back on track, but meanwhile, photos will have to suffice again.
Photos of the sweater I finally finished last week, the last inch of cuff having waited all summer for me to sit down. . .
And yes, these are moody, summer-evening photos with an uneven mix of light-and-shadow. I'll get you better photos later of the sweater, worn in an outfit, even. But for now, here's my second Birkin, this one in a gentler palette than my first (which I still love, but which may go to a daughter who expressed some admiration. . . )
Sorry, really have to run now. Chat soon. . . .
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