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Ever get that feeling when you want to run away from the monstrous mess you’ve created, but you can’t, because you’ve filled every room with wool?
Just me then?
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Ever get that feeling when you want to run away from the monstrous mess you’ve created, but you can’t, because you’ve filled every room with wool?
Just me then?
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My house is full of wool!
I just love the random things that life brings. This week, it brought me a bin bag full of Hebridean sheep’s fleece.
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I’m not so sure what I’m doing.
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For a few years, I ran a small craft business. After a while, I wound it down to go back to art school, and it was a great decision for me.
Sometimes I think that updating a weekly journal of creative accomplishments is a bit much. Other times I think it’s the only reason I get anything done.
It’s only because I realised all to soon that Friday had rolled around yet again and I hadn’t got the jump on anything I’d planned to work on that I got moving so I could come here and write, “look, I tried!”