About twenty years ago we moved from the south end of town to this house. It wasn’t long after we moved in that we got new neighbors who moved here from out of state and were unfamiliar with Decatur. One morning Rebekah, the mom, came to the door. I had just washed my hair and…
Because someone spent waaaaaaaay too much time looking up clips from the Groundhog Day movie to text her kids this morning, I am a bit behind on my day. And if you are curious I ended up selecting the one that strings all the encounters with Ned Ryerson, the insurance salesman into one clip. Or…
Yesterday about this time, I was hurriedly packing my bag for the day. As I jammed some loose strands of yarn down into an already overflowing tote bag, my thumb came directly down on the tip of a size 9 bamboo knitting needle. The pointed end, of course. I was afraid to pull my thumb…