Owl had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb –
Owl had a little lamb, her fleece looked like Romney.
Or at least shearing a couple of Romney crosses is what we were there for, but sadly, after a two-hour delay, the sheep-shearer had not yet arrived, and lunch was necessary. We had fun anyway.
It was after lunch, during naptime, when NutmegOwl heard what sounded like someone at the back door.
Someone, indeed. A rather monstrously huge raccoon in broad daylight. I had seen the critter recently crossing the patio in the evening, and I hadn’t been too happy about it. Mommy-the-Protector hormones kicked in. I shot out of the house, shouting and clapping my hands and treed it. (It later came down without incident and was chased out of the yard.) The appropriate authorities have been notified.
That said, here is permanent a ray of sunshine – my Mother’s Day gift from Darling Bebe. While it would be a wonderful project bag, it’s too precious. I may just have to have it mounted and framed.
There has been some knitting chez moi, but no great progress that’s going to show up in a photo. You’ll see it soon enough.
I hope your week is starting well.