Well, one of the guests is just on her way from the North to home.  Nonetheless, she brought Am this little fellow - his name is Ook-Pik, or something like that, & he's an owl. He's actually made out of seal-fur, which feels remarkably synthetic.
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(Please let me out of this plastic egg.  This is not dignified packaging.  I am a handmade owl, not a plastic gew-gaw.)
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(Wooo!  Whee!  Awooo!  I fly again, I soar, I....)
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(I am spurned in favor of the new Ikea catalogue.  Drat those Billy bookcases.)
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S____ also brought me 120gm of raw qiviuk fiber - now, I just have to figure out what do to with that...  If only I knew a spinner who was working on qiviuk who I could turn to for advice... Oh wait.  I do know someone like that.  I probably won't tackle it until next year sometime though.  Still, very very cool.
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In other news, the man brought home a turkey that weighs exactly what Am did when she was born.  Although my brain understands that newborns are a different shape than half frozen turkeys, still: color me terrified.  Or at least a little resigned.  (That photo would've been far funnier if someone else had taken it - but I think you still get a sense of the belly/bird scale.)
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I'm just waiting for the little girl to finally quit talking, so that I can go have a nap.  (I've got a date tonite!)  (With my husband.  No idea what we're doing, but it involves leaving Am with our sitter & us leaving the house.)




 
 
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