A lot of the fiber arts I enjoy are things like tatting, netmaking, chair caning, and even weaving, where people will come up to me when I demonstrate and solemnly tell me, "That's a lost art."
On the Internet, nobody knows you're a chicken. (With apologies to Peter Steiner.)
I am reliably informed that since my last post was around the beginning of December, and it's nearly the end of January, that I ought to let people know I'm alive and well.
For now I'll just hold up Granny Weatherwax's card:
I ATE'NT DEAD
posted by Alwen | 10:17 PM
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Done any good headology lately? I wanna be Nanny Ogg, but with teeth. Have you heard that quaint folksong about the hedgehog?
I'm glad to hear that you ate'nt dead!
You could do worse than to emulate Granny Weatherwax! I can see why you're hibernating, though, after clicking through that link you sent - it looks cold there!!
Good to hear from you. Miss your posts. Glad you ate'nt dead.
Glad yer not dead.
And can't do better than Granny Weatherwax. :) (I'm really glad that I'm not the only one who reads Pratchett.)
I'm glad too!
glad to hear it...read it...same difference
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