Bamboo

It’s not that common around here. Little spotlights are threaded through; I’ll have to walk over and take a look some evening.

Another day of recovery. I am almost finished with my current knitting. D kindly returned my library books and got me a few more. He stopped at an art shop and bought me a small sketchbook of khadi paper.

I registered for online attendance at the big Quaker yearly gathering. It was the last day to sign up; I’d lost track.