The 'Foothills' are nestled into the Berkshires, the large mountains in SW Massachusetts; large only to those of us who live here, I suppose. I am in NW Connecticut, where the foothills keep trying to fall away into the piedmont. I can see a mountain from my backyard -- therefore I claim to live in the foothills.
There is no 'Folly' in the backyard yet, although the idea of one being built there is strong. Perhaps it is my life that is the folly.
I run a picture framing business and gallery; I paint, hike, garden, knit and spin; I love road trips and reading; I'm thinking this blog will focus on spinning and knitting, but who knows.
This is my first homespun, spindle spun, thick and chunky--- oh, I guess that is called bulky.
When I spin some more of this dark blue Colonial roving and some raspberry colored I have, it shall become a hat. Maybe even with earflaps! The fiber was from annie may's ebay store;
I must learn how to do links.
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