Stoic enough to remake a garment several times over until it's good enough to wear out in public, foolish enough to buy more yarn than I could ever hope to knit, and hopeful enough keep doing it anyway. Plus the other stuff in my life.
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Why I enjoy having a swan plant
They came, they ate, they chrysalized on our back door frame, and then they emerged and fluttered away.