I have failed in my attempts to document the previous three years, eight months and one week. We have moved camp twice in that time, and our Expedition has grown to a party of five.
In all of that time, I have learned how to sew (somewhat), started my own forest (mostly of lemon trees), and done practically no crocheting. Have learned to make lemon meringue pie, though. I suppose that's a plus.
Also: No matter where you are, the wild sock grows. It is inescapable.
These entries need a resurrection. I find myself with renewed interest in writing them. Perhaps I will continue.
In all of that time, I have learned how to sew (somewhat), started my own forest (mostly of lemon trees), and done practically no crocheting. Have learned to make lemon meringue pie, though. I suppose that's a plus.
Also: No matter where you are, the wild sock grows. It is inescapable.
These entries need a resurrection. I find myself with renewed interest in writing them. Perhaps I will continue.
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