Sunday, January 9, 2011

Swans Island

I have a wonderful new scarf, and as I wear it out in the snowy cold I wonder how those sheep are huddling against the wind and ice and snow off of the coast of Maine, God bless them and their lovely fleece.

The only thing better would be if my actual mother had hand knitted the scarf for me, but that's just hokey old fashioned sentimentality that never comes true here in New England. (inside joke)

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