To those of you who are Irish, or who merely like potatoes, I wish you a Happy St. Patrick's Day! I have a teeny, tiny bit of Irish blood in me, but you've got to go way back to a guy named Daniel Kinney, a great, great (repeat about 5 more times) grandfather of mine.
I enjoyed a lovely birthday yesterday and received two wonderful cards that I must share with you. The first is from my in-laws, and it totally cracked me up that some enterprising card manufacturer got this one out so quickly.
The inside says, of course, "Hope your birthday's a blast!"
The other was handmade by my oldest son.
He told me very proudly that he learned how to make pop-up cards in art class as school, thus making me feel infinitely better about the school tax bill sitting on the kitchen table. At least he's learning useful things.
In the meantime, here are some of the items I'm about to list on Etsy (here's the link): another plum roving, and two balls of wool/nylon sock yarn, one in greens and one in charcoal (there are also bits of brown that you can't see in the photo). In the picture is "Rosemary," a sheep objet d'art that my husband gave me (along with a Borders giftcard) for my birthday.
You wanted purple roving? Vivid green sock yarn? Sock yarn in colors good for guys? You got it. Any other druthers, email me and I'll do my best to oblige.
I leave you with this Black Bunny Fibers poll (if you don't care, then don't vote):