Not as Much Fun as it Should Have Been
And yet, here I've cast on for another one?
Time spent in happy delusion is never wasted.
Posted by Julie McC. at 12:23 PM 1 comments
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were. Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind . . . ."
~John Donne, MEDITATION XVII
http://timeline.national911memorial.org/
Posted by Julie McC. at 10:50 AM 0 comments
Remember the Monteagle bag project? In June I had another opportunity to deliver on it. On the one hand, it could be argued that I failed; the Monteagle bag remains a hopeless tangle stuffed into the bottom of one of my myriad piles of knitting. In fact, I should probably admit to a fundamental failure because I have given up on the Monteagle Bag. A wise decision prompted by the imminence of the Giftee's arrival and the fortuitous concatenation of circumstances that sent us to Galena for the Easter weekend.
Posted by Julie McC. at 8:52 AM 0 comments