Today is my birthday. Our neighbor Carol called yesterday afternoon to say she was bringing over a birthday raspberry pie. The pie was still warm. We didn't wait.
I've been swatching Schaeffer's sock yarn in the Eleanor Roosevelt color pathway. Earlier in the week I thought that socks in lace looked cool, but now that it is genuinely cool, e.g., 49 degrees when I left work this afternoon - yes, I had to work on my birthday - I'm not so enamoured. Holes in wool socks??
A day from door to door
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