Boring (NOT)
Someone emailed me this morning and said she thought my life and where I live had to be the most boring place ever. This from a person that lives in an apartment with plywood walls, rides the train 90 minutes each way to work, has 2 kids that are off the wall (9 and 13) and management just found a body 2 floors below hers, she thinks my life and where I live are boring. I don't think so. Wouldn't trade any part of hers for 5 minutes of mine. Saw a big black bear yesterday but in the trees and bushes, no place to try and get a pix. Bear sightings are way down this year, last year by the end of June had seen at least 30, only 5 so far this year. Lorelee rode her bike here yesterday and reported a big grizzly in what we used to call the upper east field, just grazing on whatever is growing up there. Working on another pair of scrap socks, the 5 row scrappers. Waiting for one more ball to arrive for the wild & crazies for Toni. And Melody send me a handspun shawlette, patte...