wherein you will find ramblings about fiber dyeing, spinning, knitting,... and photos (sometimes), family and friend updates, rants when i need to, lack of upper case letters, weird punctuation and freedom of expression (especially mine)! To answer the question of where did it come from... this "twisted mom/twisted sandy" thing. ...during the 90's a group of my spinning students became spinning friends, which morphed into Twisted Sisters, which evolved into calling me the Twisted Mom.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
ribbit ribbit
this little tree frog has been spending his days looking in my kitchen window from his perch on the rolled up bottom part of the bamboo shade. he's there for most of the day. i wonder if he's waiting for me to kiss him... hmmmmm
this little tree frog has been spending his days looking in my kitchen window from his perch on the rolled up bottom part of the bamboo shade. he's there for most of the day. i wonder if he's waiting for me to kiss him... hmmmmm
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