Zelttag at Popessens - Or: Last MMM-Feb
am this morning I got up with the intuitive certainty that this day is blobbig. Blobbige days are those on which the sofa with a good reading and tea beckons, while the washing machine after the laundry pile is out of sight.
what I call the ambiguity of everyday life. You probably want to do like one do YOU MUST quite another. On days I do with fear not know how to dress myself. In the depths of my cabinets and rooting I then identified this part: The Methuselah tent jacket. was
The Methuselah Tent jacket it already, because I knew my husband yet. And that's saying something! So it must be around 612 years ago that I have knitted. Back then, people have seen it on TV and the Denver Clan telephones were beige or green, had a dial and the handset was tied with a cable to the device.
time wore shoulder pads and everything sack strength than today. Moreover, these long-haired mohair yarns were current. The Methuselah Tent jacket is one that is actually in the Collection of old clothes. But to use the washing machine and then to bounce back with a book on the sofa, but the Bärengewirk is ideal. It saves the ceiling ...
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