Packed away more kitchen stuff, having learned that the roof won't be done till the end of the week. Moved some boxes and bags to make room for furniture, and raided my wool stash for knitting a hat for my sister. Then worked on my great niece's present, which is a booklet of pictures of goats in a Welsh landscape, accompanied by the words to Oes gafr eto, or Counting Goats.

The thing with the lapis is that the major source is Afghanistan, and has been since time immemorial - all those lovely blues in medieaval manuscripts. But, currently, the export is funding those I would not want to fund.

Penny