Gosh. That musing-out-loud elicited quite a response.
Believe me when I say I wasn’t asking for validation or fishing for compliments.
But also believe me when I drop pathetically to my knees and whimper humbly Thank you!
Glancing at the last post now I realise I neglected to add the asterisk to match the one about what I’m reading. Did you wonder what the heck I was on about? Gilead. Great book.
I think I misspelled 'humorous' too. I need a sub-editor. Bec?
Here, have a look at some colours.
Son #3 received this beautiful thick 16ply yarn and homemade needles for his birthday. See the gumnuts on the end of the needles? While we have a house full of knitting needles, this is the first pair he has owned.
In Steiner schools, the Prep children fingerknit, not graduating to needles until Class 1, which is where he is this year. Of course being a third child, Son #3 has been knitting properly for about six months now (clearly a child prodigy), on circular needles no less, making himself a hat in blues and greens. He has plans to turn these warm colours into a scarf. He likes to make a statement, that one.
Speaking of statements …
I came over all Dame Edna-ish.
PS. I will not be around tomorrow. I shall be in the hallowed halls of learning, immersing myself in Elizabethan history, then seeing Brokeback Mountain. Talk amongst yourselves.