♫ ♫ ♫ “Three French hens, (two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree!” ♫
They are finished! The little dears are ready to be shipped off to fond family in
New England. Won’t they be surprised–and wondrous. They might recall that
they sent me a knitting book last Christmas—and here are their just deserts.
I hope the little hens will be good for a laugh around the bowl of egg nog.
By the way, in the photo above, those are tabletop eight inch Christmas trees. I
don’t want you to get the impression that they are full sized ten footers and that
those hens are HENS!
Thank you, dear readers, for your love and support as I cranked my way through
all the processes—three French hens don’t just arrive on a doorstep you know.
But with my outside windows covered with a fresh snowstorm and Christmas
coming ever closer, I feel some good cheer and I think the little hens’ dear faces
are wishing us all the best.