So, I’m typing on my phone to my blog like yesterday, and he’s pointing my camera. I just got flashed and now I’m blinking trying to see the keypad.
A knitting friend dropped by and we knitted and chatted awhile. Nancy is the person who strong-armed me into spinning and dyeing lessons 12 years ago. It’s all her fault! She brought her latest acquisitions of roving to show off and a book on silk. The nurse came in to check vitals, and Nancy had her all but talked into spinning lessons by the time that nurse escaped. That’s my Nancy!
Indeed.
(I added the photo when I got home as instructed, the hubby)