That new UPS man is working out just great. Today he delivered the 'Harry Potter' Opal sock yarns. I'd already started a "Tonks" sock, and not coincidentally, that was the first ball to leave with someone else. I do heart me some self-striping yarn.
Yesterday LeAnn had the helm of the shop and she, too, had to unpack a box of riotous color. Here is a sampling of the "Sugar Snap" collection from Melissa Averinos, a Free Spirit fabric designer, who was perhaps a big fan of the 'Spirograph' as a child? (I totally loved mine. Ahh, the 70's.)
In other news, Herr Becher is now the proud owner of a Jeep Wrangler. I'm not sure I can handle the testosterone, but it's sound and sturdy, with big, tough tires, and if he gets stuck driving through the Hereford farm this winter, it's his own damn fault, but that Jeep can crawl up pretty much anything. I suspicioned (it is a word the way I use it) as much when I arrived home last night and saw headlights coming from the waaay back of the property. Dude took it for a little test drive. Apparently, it handles great over rocks, tree branches, and the occasional deer carcass. Groovy. Add a "Life is Good" tire cover and he's set.
Okay, it's Chinese take-out night, and another 'Dexter', season two disc arrived from netflix. Add some kids going to bed and a second sock to knit on, and it's a recipe for bliss. Type at y'all latah. C