The dropped stitch

By Bodkin

Grey skies and golden fields

The day did brighten and I managed to find a few people at home.

Our attempts to conquer the Irish Rover took a leap forward today with 6 determined dancers meeting for an extra afternoon practice.

There was just time to go home for tea, and then out again for a lively evening of ceilidh dancing at the hall.

Happy times. Tired legs.

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