All of the projects for the Winter issue are done! I finished the sock last night. I am well pleased with it and plan to make several pair for myself using this pattern.

Hopefully DD#2 and I will be able to get pics taken today. This is the absolute worst time of the year to try and get models photographed. The sun (or what little sun we get through the thick layer of overcast) doesn't come up until about 9 a.m., and it starts getting dark around 4 p.m., which is just about the time my modeling assistant gets home from school. If we hurry, we might be able to get the last of the daylight this afternoon. When I get the pics taken, I'll post them here. I'll spend Thursday and Friday getting the patterns written and then the newsletter will head off to my tech editor.

Today and tomorrow are Inventory Days at Camas Creek Yarn. I helped last year and am helping again this year. I like Inventory Day. It's very low-key and we all have a lot of fun. And I always manage to discover yarns I didn't know we carried, despite the fact that I am in the store so much.

Lila (the dog the husband refers to as "the bad Russian orphan") has taken to running through the electric fence. She discovered a while ago that she can stand close enough to the electric fence by the chicken coop to make the collar beep a warning, but not so close that it will shock her. Unfortunately, after a couple of weeks of doing that on a daily basis, the battery in the collar runs down. I came home from church Sunday and discovered that she had headed up the road and gone cross-country skiing with someone. I came home from town yesterday and she was standing outside the fence by the chicken coop barking her head off. She must still be getting shocked when she runs across the fence because even after I took her collar off, she wouldn't walk across the fence. I had to get the leash and a different collar and lead her over the fence.

I'm not quite sure what we're going to do. She's already wearing the "stubborn dog" version of the collar, the one that gives a pretty hefty shock. And why she will tolerate the shock to go over the fence but not tolerate it to come back is beyond me.

And now I'm off to count skeins of yarn.