I look forward all winter, to the first day of weather warm enough to spin on the porch.  Today was just such a day, and I am not even cheating and bundling up in every piece of wool I own. Looking forward to listening to the returning birds sing and watching the chickadees at the feeder. And look, here comes Molly the cute little Welsh terrier to see what I am up to.  Nice hand knit socks she is thinking.  Hmm wonder what that brown stuff is.  Once she gets a smell of the lovely sheepy, alpaca fiber that I am attempting to spin, she decides it must die and every chance she gets she makes a mad dash for another mouthful and shakes the stuffing out of it.  Doesn’t seem too likely to come to life to me, but she just has to be sure.  So much for peaceful spinning. But I do feel safer.

By |2011-03-22T01:29:00+00:00March 22nd, 2011|Uncategorized|3 Comments


  1. Theresa March 22, 2011 at 10:36 am - Reply

    Always a must to feel safe from the evil woolies when spinning on the porch. What a perfect way to spend a day. Good girl Molly!

  2. Joanne March 23, 2011 at 8:32 pm - Reply

    We just returned yesterday and it sure wasn't to spring. It seems like it will be awhile before you spin on the porch again,or you could bundle up, I guess. Given today, I, too, am anxious for spring despite winter being my favorite season.

  3. Velma March 24, 2011 at 8:01 pm - Reply

    nice place here, i'm very glad to have found kindred threads again. spinning on the porch, you're so lucky…maybe in april here–

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