Dear Mom,
Are you excited? I am.
Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
Oh, Kentucky, you slay me.




Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
You know you live in the country when you have not one, but two baby snakes INSIDE THE HOUSE in the matter of a couple hours. (And yes, it wasn't the same one twice; the first one had a little bit of cat bite in its tail.) They are so cute and sweet, but a little hard to pick up because they're such eensy weensy babies.
Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
Thanks for sending me diamonds today.








Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
I don't have the camera today, but my box of three pounds of fleece came today. YAY!

It is very rainy here today, and it better not take all the leaves off the trees or I will be very upset. When I drove back from CT ron said the news claimed that weekend was the peak of colors, but I assure you, I drove through the whole state, and it was still green. No longer. Now the hills are on fire, with hot pinks and bright yellows and greens and all shades in between. And again, I don't have the camera.

Love,
Ruth

Dear mom,




Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
This week's theme is Pink.






My Monkey Vine from Jennifer is finally finally blooming, and the Night Blooming Cereus is working on flower #3. It would be nice to see this one open; we've missed the others--they only open once, and they do it at night. Even so, they're cool looking as buds.
Love,
ruth

Dear Mom,
Look: an amputated sleeve from a felted sweater makes the perfect handwarmer:




Now I have a hardwearing, no sentimental attachment mitt to wear when I'm working in the studio (and while working on the computer, because that's when my right hand gets so cold.)
Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
New project started. This time, as a treat, I ordered the actual yarn called for, during a weak moment during a late night in the office. It's for the vest, and the color is slightly darker (by mistake) than the one in the picture. But it's still nice, such a warm caramel color. (Since it was a vulnerable fiber moment, I also ordered the two balls needed for the obi. That way I can keep my kidneys warm.)






The dress only needs its straps. Ron was suspicious that I was starting something new, but 1. the dress will be done soon, 2. It is big and unwieldy, and 3. I need something car-appropriate for next weekend.

Compared to the hardy Wool of the Andes the dress is knit in, the alpaca is so soft and sweet.
Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
You might need to explore the possibilities of vermicomposting. My second batch of worms seems to be faring better than my first: all they're doing is getting chubby, humping, and laying eggs. Well, and making compost. They're going CRAZY, and I might be sending some home with you in a couple weeks.
Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
Almost done! (Ron told me last night it's about time to put it in a bag and leave it unfinished forever.) BUT I WON'T! Even though part of me wants to, because I'm not sure if it's going to fit. I just have to sew on the buttons, weave in the ends, and contruct some sort of straps. Straps aren't part of the pattern, but there's no way it'll stay up without them.
front:




Side needing buttons:




Love,
Ruth

Dear Mom,
That's a lot of Play Doh.

Love,
Ruth