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  • She calls herself Lauren but is also known as Mom, Gramma, Lar, and, once upon a time, Peach.
    An ex-suburbanite who moved to the wilds of the Sonoran Desert and decided to raise fiber animals, fowl creatures, 3 halflings, and one pint-sized farmer without a clue as to how. Join Lauren as she learns how to file alpaca teeth, shear a horny goat, raise 3 teenagers and 1 grandchild while cooking dinner and doing the laundry with her other six arms.

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July 31, 2007



Ah, that's okay, wallow if you need to. This, too, shall pass.

That shawl is definitely NOT a downer -- beautiful! I decided this weekend while getting ready for church that I WANT A SHAWL; handknit myself, of course. But I'm not sure I'm up to lace; I can follow directions just fine, but don't have enough dedicated time to knit to keep my place in a pattern. Any ideas? I have the first two skeins of yarn I ever spun, if it didn't need to be laceweight....


Aaaah, beautiful lace is always a cure for crappy feelings. What a lovely shawl! I am still slogging on my Socks of Interminable Boringness, but soon there will be a light at the end of the tunnel and there will be lace (with beads!) for me too!

Nancy Krohn

I'm so sorry to hear about your turkey tragedy. Truly. Terribly!

OK...I'll stop.

I'm sorry.
I mean: I apologize.
did I elicit even a tiny grin????

I want to know more about that beautiful shawl!! I'm looking for a shawl pattern to start on. It would be fun to do one that someone else is also working on, so that I can pester them with endless, stupid questions....

Sending cyber hugs


So sorry that the turkeys are not doing well. I think I'd be in a huge funk too if I were losing favorite animals on a daily basis. I don't have the heart for that kind of loss. I'd be in a deep, deep hole every time one died.

Pointy stick therapy sounds good. I've decided that once we get out of the Dog Days here and after First Frost, I'm going to take a knitting class. Maybe I'll be able to make something other than a potholder.

Hang in there. You still have your ruminants going strong!


I think even Alamo must've been taken by coyotes, Lauren. One they've figured out they can get an easy meal, they will come back again and again. Watch the bottoms of your fenceline. We usually bury about a foot of the fencing material under the ground so coyotes, racoons, etc. can't dig underneath.
A dog will leave feathers, etc. around (they're messy hunters) but a coyote will usually take an animal so cleanly you'll not notice it gone (unless they get disturbed during the actual "grab" or feasting - like Carol Kelly's poor Hobo.
Coyotes are hard to get rid of, too...unless you can shoot a gun where you live...then "hire" Hunky Husband with a .22 and night scope. That'll do the trick. :)

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