It was Pioneer Day in Jordan.
That means we had the Best Fudge in the World. Apple fritters. Hand-churned butter. Homemade sausage (I just watched them make that, I didn't eat any but others did and enjoyed). We saw rope-making, spinning, tatting, and rug hooking. DNi was thrilled she could do the latter with her broken arm.
I think my Great Aunt used to tat lace so I'm going to ask her to teach me. I bought gorgeous sock yarn today called Scottish Heather. They're already on the needles. She has tiny feet so I should be able to give them to her in a couple of weeks.
The weather co-operated. The hockey team won. The van was repaired instead of replaced. Life is good.