Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout;
But there is no joy in Yarnville — for Snapdragons has flown out.
It’s true, folks. This morning I flew out on a real-for-sure business trip, less than 48 hours after getting back from my Thanksgiving adventure (why yes, it did rain and snow and get dark on the way back also, coincidentally). I also got a little bit of a bug on the last day at the cabin, and was feeling pretty yucky and grouchy on the trip back. When I got home, I high-tailed it for bed with my laptop and a pot of apple tea, where I got warm and then slept for eleven hours. I had one day safe at my desk at work, and now… I’m on a business trip, at a conference that has absolutely nothing to do with yarn or tea or quilts or anything nice. You all encourage me to keep up the great posting… would that I could, darlings, would that I could!
I didn’t bring any knitting with me so that, in my free time, I can work on NaNo. It is November 27 and I have only 34,500 words. I am a bad, bad writer, but I still have hopes of finishing.
Meanwhile, I am comforting myself with thoughts of nice things that will be waiting for me when I get home:
William Morris patterned wellingtons
A bobbin lace kit
A personalized embosser
Raven Clan yarn
Chocolate tea
And a pile of classic board games, including Scrabble and Monopoly…
Well, you know. It’s gotta be earned, and it’s gotta be spent.










































