The world went to the mall
for Black Friday.
The Sassy one doesn't do
Black Friday. She does
White Saturday.
White Saturday is dedicated
to nibbling turkey, sorting yarn,
interspersed with watching
Husband trim the orange tree,
and walking in the park.
One sock knitted in light green wool
with flecks of red and blue-- a nod to
the season's color scheme-- and one to go.
It wouldn't do to have the son-in-law
hobble around with one sock on and
one bare foot.
There are two skeins labeled
red fox waiting in the wings.
Maybe later she'll order a couple of books and
then mail a few checks in the middle
of week. Christmas is coming
along nicely.
Ho, ho, ho!
1 comments:
we don't have Black Friday but I wouldn't do it either Pat :) Sounds like you had a day full of gentle wonder.
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