These are the stockings I knitted to hang from the mantle when we were first married. They have never actually been filled with anything. I guess nothing is better than a lump of coal.
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- Moral Quandary
- DPP - Day 25 - Shots from the Plane Window
- DPP - Day 24 - Snow
- DPP - Day 23 - Herman the German
- DPP - Day 22 - The Great White North
- DPP - Day 21 - COLD!
- DPP - Day 20 - Note from the cat
- DPP - Day 19 - Best Christmas Present Ever!
- DPP - Day 18 - Christmas Present
- DPP - Day 17 - Some mountains I've ridden my bike ...
- DPP - Day 16 - The stockings were hung by the chim...
- DPP - Day 15 - BUNCO!
- DPP - Day 14 - Newest Shawl
- DPP - Day 13 - Baking Day
- DPP- Day 12 - Ice Sculpture
- DPP - Day 11 - Wine Whine
- DPP Day 10 - View from my street
- Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer Socks.
- New Socks
- DPP Day 9 - Socks
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