Another week three days, another blizzard in Nod.
The 8" of snow we received last week (Wednesday) had just begun to properly melt...and then yesterday happened.
Another 8+" of s**w.
For some reason, snow is prettier in December.
That's all I have to say about that.
On to binding....
A few weeks ago, Saundra (of Woodland Junction fame) and I had virtual, long-distance, "dates" for an hour each day dedicated to binding our rugs.
Saundra, of course, finished hers and I, well...didn't.
I attempted to work on mine again during yesterday's storm, but I've come to the conclusion that I have a definite handicap.
Oh well...I'm sure there'll be another blizzard and another chance to bind.
The bright spot in the whiteness (and the most-welcome distraction to binding) is little Miss Mia.
She celebrated her second birthday this month with all things kitty.
She has grown so much in one short year but one thing that hasn't changed is her now-trademark "skunk eye."
.jpg)
{Mia at one on the right and at two on the left}
Some things are irrefutably genetic.
Hope your blizzards are few and far between....
