Lazy Bum Sanctuary
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
As you can see, I am a few repeats behind this week, but the knitalong was extended a week so I think I’ll get it finished in time. I have…
Just got back from running and hoped to knock out my 365 early- no late night uploads for me today. (Au Batido, 365 Day 133) This is the “poor man’s”…
I had to squeeze in one more for myself. I guess I’ve being influenced by the world around me, but I’m in love with pinks, mauves, and purples these days….
Not bad, huh? (Mrs. Darcy – Inspired Cardigan or Prometheus’ Penance, day 122) It looks so prim and sedate. But knitting this was a trip, especially in the last few…
I didn’t grow up on a farm where seasons and the moon determined your lifestyle. I spent the eighties in a little suburb where seasons were either new episodes of…