Really?

Tonight, as the Man and I sat together and watched a little Lord of the Rings, eating chocolate ice cream, I worked on my Whirl of a Wisp and he cleaned his gun.

That word picture, while true, is also an incredibly accurate picture of who we are, by the way.

Out of the blue, he turns to me and asks me, “Do you have any string?”

Maybe I don’t knit too much after all…

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