As mentioned in an earlier post, when vacation comes around I feel the urge to become all domesticated. Unlike the celeriac pancakes, this project is going much better. Little Man wanted a Darth Vader-black scarf. Still a long way to go, but it is on its way. I have a little slave driver to keep me moving, and check in every two minutes to see if it is finished yet. You see, I do have a few domestic bones in my body.
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