A lovely April Monday, today–low 60s, sunny, nice breeze. Just about perfect if you don’t have any allergy problems. Even so, I got Chappy out for his walk this afternoon, where we saw his two favorite neighbors. You’d think they were family, Chappy greets them with such enthusiasm! Whether they’re outside or not, it’s impossible to walk past their house without his stopping to make sure they’re not there before moving on. (He does this in front of a couple doggy-friends’ houses, too . . . there are some sections of our walk that take longer than others . . . “Come on, Chappy!” It’s cute, though, he’ll finally start walking, but continues to look longingly back over his shoulder, like a toddler whose mother is dragging him along. “But I want to look over there!”)

My Peacock Feathers shawl is coming along, slowly. I haven’t gotten more than two rows done a night in the last week–partly because the rows are getting longer all the time, and also because I’ve been tired and have been fizzling out earlier in the knitting evening. Ditto with  my Brooks Farm yarn shawl . . . it’s coming along, but the rows are getting longer and longer and, well . . .

I finished spinning half of my apple green roving on my Lendrum and will start the second half tonight. It’s not quite a full bobbin, which makes me think that I’ll be able to ply the two when I’ve got the second one done, whether my plying head has arrived by then or not!

On a sad note, my uncle isn’t doing at all well. His lung cancer has spread to his brain. I usually only see him about once a year as it is, but . . . I miss him already. He’s the only uncle I have (my Dad’s only sibling; Mom’s an only child), and the thought of the world without him saddens me greatly. He’s 75. They’re giving him six weeks.

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