My warrior is really coming along now. I have his feet and the rest of his pant leg and that seems like nothing now. I loved doing the blanket and now the leg seems bland, but has to be done. I cannot wait to start on the squaw. I feel like I am seeing light at the end of the tunnel now.
Today I am a little sad, remembering Fawn, my daughter who died. She would be 51 today and would be so proud of her beautiful daughters and grandchildren.
Fawn died in 1995, so we have missed her for way too long.