Reggie, Combed
I just can’t get my stuff in one sock. I’ll tell ya. I want to wash fleece, but I am bouncing around like crazy. Back from Cocoa (where we played a dance) at 3:30 in the morning. To bed by 4:30. AM. Then it was take care of critters and gardens. Now, it’s pack the instruments in the truck and zip off to Gainesville to play another dance. This is all I could get done. Clean fiber…just needed combing. I started a yarn the other day. May as well add to it, yes?
