Monday, January 5, 2009

long winter's nap

The other morning as I started making my bed, Mom instantly popped into my mind.
For her, bed making was an art...I don't think I ever saw her bed unmade unless she was in it. She would just smooth the bottom sheet so there were no wrinkles, unlike my brushing out errant cat residue....unfortunately, the cat sleeps on the bed ...Mom was much to civilized to allow such a thing!

Admitting to failure is not an easy thing...but I just couldn't figure out this pattern...But as Scarlet said...Tomorrow is another day!

This yarn makes me feel more clever than I am. The pattern doesn't show up as well when crocheted.

The Hooded Poncho...sans hood.

My second try at Trifle

It didn't take long...

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