It would be quite silly of me to give you a thoughtfully written out blog post today about anything. For my head is spinning in a million different directions with my heart and feet trying desperately to keep up. Tomorrow morning, Annabel and I set sail for Squam - a mere couple of hours away from home, but a million miles away from 'home,' if that makes any sense at all. And so my days - my moments and hours - are right now full of the tiny little details the preceed any such leaving. Washing woolen layers (because it's going to be a cold one). Packing bags. Putting finishing touches on booth goodies. Making one last round of Bug Stay Away (recipe in The Rhythm of Family). Washing diapers. Visiting the grocery store for snack essentials (do you see what I see on the rack at Whole Foods? Taproot! Woot!).
All that's left is to decide exactly what I'm going to bring for yarn, have one more sleep, and get out of dodge. Ah...soon enough the little miss and I will be surrendering to the woods of New Hampshire.
Should any of you be somewhat local - it would be a treat to see you Saturday night at the fair! Open to all, details are on the Squam site. We will have a Taproot booth there (and I just packed a suitcase full of my books as well). Come and say hello!
And stay tuned here, for not only have I left my sweet man with the chores of more animals than I can count at this point, a garden that is quite literally swimming in water, baseball teams to coach, and four children to feed, cloth and 'educate'.....but also this here blog, to boot. I asked, hesitantly, and he said, "Sure! Why not?!". So there you have it. He's a good one, that fella of mine.
I'll catch you all on the flip side early next week. Until then, happy days to you!
