unfelted and somewhat forlorn
full and frisky
John Kerry walks into a bar. Bartender says, "Hey, buddy, why the long face?" OK, back to all knitting all the time.
So, I finally got it together to take my $8.00 worth of quarters downstairs to the Big Machines in the Basement (as opposed to my economically correct but knitterly useless Malber front-loader) and felted the French Market Bag; it's not quite as ooh-la-la as I'd like but still pretty cool.
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