Thursday, January 03, 2008

Farewell, my love.

Sometimes you have to face the inevitable. After our passionate love affair last fall, it became very clear that it could not last. To my grief, after reaching a certain point, it became evident that there was not enough yarn to finish my beloved Dickinson. Therefore . . .

Perhaps, in another time, another place yarn, we will be reunited.

4 comments:

trek said...

How far had you gotten? That's quite a heap of yarn spaghetti.

Guinifer said...

Oh, so sad!

Sheepish Annie said...

Ack!!!!!!!!!!

I'll light a candle for you. :(

Ellen said...

Votre vie en gris.