Warning : this post may contain Circle of Life contents. Not for the weepy
*How about that for a teaser?
First up the lace section of my shawl. It is just feather and fan, I think. However, I found out yesterday I was holding my breath on the lace rows. I hear the first step in change is recognizing you have a problem. Breathe, Kathy B, breathe. What happened to socks you say? I’m loving YOURS! Somehow shawls are IT for me right now.
My grown children are not enablers. When I used to ask Al for help with my knitting she would say, “Im not enabling you, Mom. You can do this yourself”
I asked Zach for some assistance with Microsoft Word yesterday as That is what they want me to use at the Barn. Zach did spend slightly longer than a few minutes with me and then said the same thing Al Used to.
And Yes, I did learn to do lace myself….but it took me TEN years! I don’t have ten years to learn this format for the Barn writing job they are asking of me. Breathe Kathy b, Breathe. Embrace the growth…You are just a volunteer.
Finally, this momma and chick spent lots of time on the woods edge yesterday. I got this little shot of them mid day. Since they eat tics I welcome them. Around dinner time, actually, we heard some distressed screaming and Fireman saw the fox race across the yard. In a flash, the weeks of turkey parenting work were over. I think I was more upset than the mom and dad turkey were. They kind of just kept plucking at the grasses.
And, I love the fox. They like their turkey too, apparently. I hope the fox brought dinner back to its den for the little kits. What does the fox say? Oh yeah: Dinner!