The boys are in town, and they’re unionizing! The more of these little guys who show up, the more it seems like some kabal of voodoo princes who just keep staring and staring at me. These have been sent in by Martha, Tanya & Cathi, with more on the way. I’m going to have to knit a tiny bus to transport them to North Carolina.
Apparently Santa missed. Actually, the roof filled with water while I was gone, then it froze, then the day after I got home the whole thing came crashing down. FABulous. I haven’t had the spirit to go poking around looking for broken furniture and surviving squirrels.