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through the woods…..
Over the river and through the woods To Grandmother’s house we go. The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow, O! Over the river and through the woods Oh, how the wind does blow. It stings the nose And bites the toes As over the ground we go.…
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Woes of Fiber Arts Addiction…
Over a month ago, my husband and I took our oldest boy with us shopping about an hour away from home. We were looking for a new mattress set and also a new computer. Due to the length of time I knew I’d be spending in transit, I decided to bring along my current knitting…