History, baby.
So much going on at home and work, just fell so far behind my own goal objectives that I began to resent the existence of sheep.
I. KNOW.
I had to do something to get the merino love back, so I cleaned up the list and made it more humane for me.
I'm now going to snack on cheese and almonds, and contemplate how I'm going to wrangle that fucking shark hat pattern into a presentable finished object.
Meanwhile, Tank With Knitted Lace non-still life for you.
