Yesterday afternoon was the monthly meeting of Rainbow Knitters, the first one well-attended since last spring. We had seven knitters plus two patrons who stayed to hang out with us after regular library hours ended.

At 3:30 I had locked up and was walking to my car. It had just started to snow hard, and a heavy wave of depression hit.

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1. You live so far away from the sea. How would you like to have your own mini-sub, and explore this place2. Two refined French women, a mother and her unmarried daughter, were walking in the park ( Read more... )

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