Somehow, at some point, I became fascinated with the idea of cowls. It may have been the point at which the temperature dropped below 20 degrees. At first I aspired to a large, drapey production, but I ended up with a smaller adjustable one that seemed to suit my purposes better.
I keep every button that comes with clothing, and I forced myself to use a couple here. I’m sure in the back of my mind I will continue to think, “What if I need them?” But frankly, I have no idea what they belong to, and I can’t remember the last time I lost a button on anything.
When the twins were here, I sat through three straight days of a virtual conference on critical thinking questions. So I crocheted, of course. One of the results: a reusable Swiffer sock.
Shannon put it to quick work. The twins made dinner and did the dishes almost every night they were here—totally spoiled us.
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