Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Sink a fork in me baby...

cause I'm done.

Dear little sweater: We had our ups and downs, you and I. Now you are done (almost, yes, I know I have to trim those flocks and give you a good bath) and I promise, I'll wear the living daylights out of you.
And then I'll go and write you up so that everyone can have a little sweater just like you.