I believe this is the only existing outhouse in my town. It is authenic. What with the temps going into the low 40s tonight , I think about how COLD it must have been in the old days. I'm sure I would have been curtailing my liquid intake if I had lived on the farm way back.
If I don't get moving faster on my sister's sweater, I may be cutting out all breaks, from knitting. I have 20 days left. Now, there is no finsihing on a topdown raglan (oh how I love no finishing), but I have a good sleeve and a half to go. Deadline knitting, is it good or bad?