|Kitter on a cold tin roof-- of the sheep lean-to.|
Helpers welcome, 10am. Potluck lunch, plenty to do until mid-afternoon.
Now, here's a great photo of Emily, showing off the handspun, handknitted gloves I asked a Spinning Guild friend, Elizabeth, to make for her.
The gloves are fingerless, with a mitten-fingertip flap buttoned back, see?