Something is certainly amiss. Aside from the obvious fact that we’ve had summer before spring, my home and work worlds have also swapped places. You see, I’m busy doing things at home that feel an awful lot like work: taxes, landscaping, cleaning.
Yet, at work I’m doing fun things like spinning my first yarn on a great wheel, holding newborn lambs in my lap and learning to weave overshot. It’s all so very strange, I’m starting to think maybe I shouldn’t have eaten those mushrooms I found in the backyard.
Or maybe I should go look for more?