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Life goes on here. Coffees are drunk. Yarn is transformed. While the Winters of my youth were coloured white, the snow has melted here and we have returned to the colour of a Scottish winter...brown.
(and yes, that is another Milo...with the owl cable this time. I have resisted the urge to cast on another. So far, anyway)
Thank you all so much for your kind words yesterday. I am slightly overwhelmed by all of the comments and emails, but feeling very very grateful.
I would imagine most of you have seen the various efforts to raise funds for Haiti. I have put a number of links in the sidebar in case you feel moved to donate (or donate again).