All dressed up and no place to go

Here I am with The Girls. Our friend Dave, the guy in the red hat, uses his draft horses for logging, sleigh and hay rides. He was logging across the street the other day and gave me a call to come see The Girls in action. So I did. Aren't I fetching? (I had just finished cleaning one of the hen houses. Can you say "stinky"? I won't say who or which stunk more.) Ira, to the right, was just walking back from cleaning the tanks at the sap house. In fact The Guys are quite colorful in this picture, brought to you by Himself.

This was the second sweater I had knit some million years ago. You can see I didn't have a handle on decreasing by ?% for the bottom band. I just knew I didn't want to look like a balloon, so instead I look sloppy. The sleeves are long enough for an ape. But hey. It's a great barn sweater and it fits everyone!

I've been weaving and knitting. Pictures at 11 or whenever I get "round tuit".