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looking for what's missing... I'm a knitting, spinning, mother of teenagers with a big dog, a small cat, minus the lovely rabbit Meliflua.

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Right now I'm listening to "An Irish Country Village" by Patrick Taylor, reading "Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake" by Anna Quindlen and knitting Wisconsin Wintersocks. And casting off the lace shawl I've been working on since I last posted.

Friday, August 25, 2006

It must be a sign

Everything is connected.

Yesterday I saw a blue-tailed skink in the parking lot. I herded him over to the grass. A parking lot is not a safe place for a blue-tailed skink. They are such exotic looking little creatures that I couldn't help thinking, "This is a sign. A portent. Something good will happen today." (Something already had. I saw a blue-tailed skink. See, I was right.)

He was a handsome, elegant creature. I think that's a sign that if I get an A in this class, I should treat myself to the book of equally exotic, handsome & elegant "3 Corner and Long [Tail] Shawls," don't you? I could knit one with a blue tail.

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