A friend once commented how curious it is that I manage to post a Weird Wool Wednesday every week. Shouldn’t I run out of weird woolly things to mention?
I answered that I just looked around and there was always something weird and wooly to show.
But today I find myself without inspiration.
So I just looked around, holding my tablet and its camera. I’m sure you find a woolly funny all by yourself!
This is how the room of the cabin looks about two hours after my husband leaves here for the week. Suddenly there’s crates of wool everywhere and hidden balls of yarn and felting on the table and skeins drying on a chair and chocolate santa clauses (there were four, one has gone “missing”)…