Mid winter goblins have been at work in Edinburgh this year. One of them moved my mojo, and I havent yet recovered the poor wee thing. I've been trying to coax it out of hiding with a couple of quick projects, but alas, alack without my mojo both of those small things were sent off to the frog pond.
Something will rescue me soon I hope. There's unblogged Christmas knitting to report and lovely knitterly gifts to tell you about. Soon my lovelies, soon.
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The best thing to do with lost mojos, I find, is to leave them alone and sooner or later they come home, wagging their tails behind them.
This l-o-n-g January isn't helping.
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