A friend on Ravelry lost her husband last week. Together, a few of us are putting together an afghan made of individual squares each of us has made. It is a way of saying with our hands what can't be said with words. There are no words that can really help. As we get older, we are confronted by the loss of friends and family, and there are no words for those losses either. But we keep on going...sending cookies, cards, a prayer shawl that we hope will keep a friend with brain cancer warm during chemo, a small square of handspun yarn knitted with love that we pray will help bring comfort. Little things, but all we can do. And we know that our turn will come, and pray that it won't be soon. My friend Debbie is going through the trauma of watching her mother descend into Alzheimer's. Having lost my mother-in-law to this devastating disease in September, I can only sorrow and pray for her.

The wind is really howling outside. A good night to stay in and watch NCIS. The relationship between the characters is so much like families we know - respect, teasing, love - it strikes a chord with everyone we know who enjoys it. Long live Gibbs and his crew!!! While visiting with my parents in Irving, I went to breakfast with them at the golden arches. A man sat down at the table next to us, wearing a hat with the NCIS logo on it. Daddy's eyes lit up.I think he needs one for his birthday!

Spinning for today - batt gleanings from CJ at extremespinning in colors of dusty rose and blue with lots of sparkle. I think it turned out well - 20 yards of sparkly worsted weight. It was a little too lumpy to spin any finer, but will make a great border for something else.
Tomorrow I must knit!!!