The weather on Thursday was lovely. I sat out on the Wool House porch and spun for awhile. Maisie alternated between grazing, climbing around on the rock steps, hanging with mom, getting into my roving bag, back out to graze, chasing the chickens and then back to mom for some attention and face and back scritches.
And then a nappy.
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Sweet, sweet, sweet
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