Snow Day.

They weren’t kidding when they said the weather might turn interesting today. Fort Worth ISD is closed. Arlington ISD is closed. Dallas ISD is closed. And our office is closed. Which means a play day in front of the fire with books and knitting.

It’s still dark out there. I’ve been up for a couple of hours, blitzed through my Google Reader, nattered a bit on Facebook, put the makings of pumpkin soup into the crockpot, and nuked myself a bowl of apple oatmeal, which I am eating between phrases or sentences.

The fireplace hasn’t stopped since before I woke up. I’m glad that I put the trash and recycling out last night. No telling if the city will be by to pick up the contents; I would hate to have that job on any day, but on a day when it’s raining and maybe sleeting, brrr!

The latest doll hat only needs to have the ends woven in. I’ve put out feelers on Facebook and Den of Angels, for suggestions as to how to price them. I noodled about on Etsy last night, looking at people hats and doll hats, knowing that my workmanship puts me on the high end of the scale and wondering how to convey that in ad text so that people think, “Wow, that’s a great price for something well-made,” and not, “She is seriously underpricing her work” or [worse], “That much? For a doll hat?”

I’ve seen handspun, handknitted hats for humans in the $60-90 price range. I’ve seen doll hats and a few sweaters that are Honor-sized or Chutzpah-sized which are cleverly done, in beautiful colors, but with yarn that would be a better scale on a larger doll, so the total effect is more homemade than handmade. I’ve not seen a lot of exquisitely crafted work, but I have seen some.

I think there is definitely a niche for what I do. And I think I will spend the next couple of hours working on ad copy, so that when I can get down to Secondborn’s [probably not today] to pick up the pictures she has already taken, and to have her photograph the four new hats I’ve made since then, I can put it all together.

Meanwhile, I’m just glad for a quiet day at home with my fireplace and my knitting and my books and my thoughts. Brownies may ensue, later.

Be good, everybody. Try to stay warm.