yesterday was a wonderfully warm and sunny late summer day - perfect for drying yarn. i've been working flat out trying to spin up as much yarn as possible to take up to woody point with me this coming week. today we woke to fog - a rare occurance here on the west coast of the island. because it's rare, i just love it. the moodiness. memories of walking to school in toronto on early autumn mornings. plaid wool skirts. not being able to see the school until you almost stumbled upon it.
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I love that photo looking up the street.
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