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I feel like we've just had the most wonderful long weekend. I felt like for once we had time and weren't in a crazy rush.

I feel like the farmer's market on Saturday was one of our most enjoyable and fun ever. 

I felt crazy proud that Miss Jazzy knitted alongside me in public on World Wide Knit in Public Day.

I felt like our dreams had come true when we walked down the hill to my folk's place to celebrate FarmDoc's birthday yesterday.

I feel totally surprised by how much I am enjoying Game of Thrones but that I have to remember not to watch it just before bed.

I feel like I am in a bit of a rush to finish the footy scarf knitting because the Bulldogs have a game this coming weekend.

I feel like a bit of farming is so good for my girls. I can see it in their grubby faces.

I'm feeling a bit nervous about some things I've committed to in the next few weeks.

I feel like every weekend should contain at least one bon-fire.

I feel great that we stewed a whole crate load of apples today, but I have no idea when we'll get to the next 20.

I feel a bit crazy that some little creature is eating the tops of our carrots in the garden and we don't know what to do about it. Farmer Bren thinks it's rats, I think it's a possum. I so don't want to poison or trap, but I don't know what else to do.

I feel that kind of happy that comes with spending time with people I adore.

I feel like I am loving knitting, but I miss crochet.

At times over the weekend I felt that kind of cold that only a hot bath can fix. And then a hot water bottle chaser.

I feel like my baby nephew Woody looks so much like my girls when they were babies.

I feel like I might need to knit a pale blue Mara someday soon.

This morning I felt a bit crazy about some minor details, but then I made a decision to let that stuff go.
It's not worth it.

I feel so happy when I see my gang all rugged up in their handknits.

I feel like our lives are so much better without school and I wonder if we should take tomorrow off too.

I feel like my farmer boy keeps looking at me to see if I'm finished blogging, so I'd better wrap this up.

What are you feeling?
Where are you going?
What are you doing?

xx