My guy caught this little ring-necked snake in the garage last night (and I apologize for the blurriness of the shot; this was the best I could manage with how he was wiggling.) We actually haven't seen one of these since we left South Florida 16 years ago, and since they're nocturnal and very shy we probably won't see one again. After I snapped the pic we took him far away from the house and set him free.
This was my fabric stash once I sorted everything -- 22 full bins. I spent a day taking out and boxing up what I could part with, with the goal of trying to reduce it by half, so I'd have 11 bins. I was very strict with myself, and removed everything that for one reason or another I was sure I wouldn't be able to use. This is what I ended up with -- 12 bins of fabric that I'm keeping. It's not quite half, but close enough. Half of what I took out went to a local quilter friend, a school and Goodwill. These four tightly-packed bins will be going to the local quilting guild once I make arrangements with them for a drop-off place. I am relieved and a little sad and now determined to control my impulses to thrift more fabric. I don't want to do this again, so until I use up six bins, I can't for any reason bring any new fabric into the house.
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