making

It wouldn't be almost Christmas without last minute hand-mades.  This will be a little sit-spot for Charlie. I have a green one just inside the deck door in my bedroom and he delights in standing on it and turning in circles like a dog in tall grass.


We were having big fun yesterday, but inside an hour, his annoying cold/teething symptoms took a turn for the worse. I had forgotten how wrenching it is when a baby fevers and there is little you can do beyond hold them.

I remember wishing I could be sick instead for both of mine. Would that we could have such a choice.

On my way to him in a few minutes.

Christmas Past

 

 I have to dig these out of the closet, give them fresh batteries and see what Charlie can teach them.

Every vote counts.Swearwolf

Spawn #1 is vying for a prize and he's in the running!


Go there, listen to the piece (it won't kill you, I promise!) and then vote. It may ask for your FB stuff. Accept if you will.

Listen first and then vote here

ready now

This was back in 2011. It doesn't happen often, but it can.

home update.

I wrote it over here today.

Many thanks for the kind and thoughtful replies on Facebook.

relapsing

I've been filling orders for fat baggies and I keep coming across little pieces of cloth and saying "No! This one is mine." and stashing them in the River basket.

Although I don't know where this is taking me, I'm thinking it's a good thing.

(and for whatever digital reason the piece behind the red is really as green as holly in person)