1. Book on my lap, yarn at my side, crochet hook in hand. I fumble through the pattern and begin to see a design take shape.
2. I fought The Battle of Piles today: laundry, ironing, paperwork. I won, but the victory is short lived.
3. Switching lamps on early, at 4 pm., chases away the winter deep.
Piles have a way of growing, no matter how hard we try to keep them down! I have decided after all these years, that it is a battle that will never be won! xxoo
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