Just cleaning out the camera's memory card in advance of the annual/occasional "Polaroid Project" which I hope will take place on Thanksgiving. (These days I never know who's going to cancel on dinner at the last minute--but like I said, feeling hopeful.)
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| There he is--the speckled guy who dragged me down the trail with Sara back in October. So pretty but SO BUSINESSLIKE on walks! |
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| And then there's this cutie who just loved giving me kisses --on the shoulder of my jacket! |
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| We needed a happy jack o'lantern after our Frankenstorm experience. |
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| Saddest yarn bombing ever (in my stairwell the other day) |
A good explanation of "yarn bombing" can be found here.
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| The Cat finally resigned herself to sleeping in her birthday present (situated under the dining room table). |
6 comments:
What a beautiful horse! And really, that's not a yarn-bombing; more like a yarn-firecracker, if that.
I'll take your word for it as a yarn authority, CCR! :)
Love the kitty photo. I'd buy my cats a home like that, except they far prefer to sleep on the pile of laundry on the floor.
S.D.--This bed spent a long time just sitting next to the comforter in which she'd set up camp. The comforter I had draped over a chair to finish drying! It was a very long transition, and she was not happy the first day the comforter went away.
I mean, I put her pink t-shirt in there and everything. What more could she want?
Peanut and the jack-o-lantern have the same expression. Cute!
Yarn bomb? That was a yarn yawn. Although, that would about sum up my skills with yarn so I can't critique. :)
Way to make the connection there, Sara! They do sort of look alike.
"Yarn yawn" --I love it! And I bet you at least could have braided it. . .
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