It's coming on Christmas. They're cutting down trees. They're putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace. I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
Kind of perfectly captures the melancholy I face this time of year. I've spent the last two days installing a winter garden in the drizzle. I will be knitting like a madman all tonight and tomorrow to finish the afghan and have time to block it for deliver 12/26, upon which I will HAPPILY bid it goodbye forever...
To all those in exchange program. Expect your package by New Years with my mea culpa.
Cheers to all,
As I sit here in the smack dab in the middle of 600+ acres of pastoral East Texas I want to wish you all the happiest holiday possible.
Jeff and I are house-sitting for his mother and doing the Christmas thing with the rest of his family, and they're a damn lot of them on the side. I swear this ranch house is so long there is a rest stop between the kitchen and the master bedroom!
I'll blog the weekend with pictures, y'all won't believe it. It's wonderful.
May that big Lone Star shine on you from afar.
Merry Chistmas from Texas y'all!