Big Fir
So, I was saying about the fir. About sitting under it. Did I mention I had a bad cold? I do, but it's getting better. I overdid it last Friday at work and woke up the next day feeling my throat was in a vice. As a result, I've been doing a certain amount of sitting under the fir and, yes, knitting. Somehow, with the change of seasons the sunshine now plays all morning on the back porch. I've been driven to the back of the garden. Here's the view ahead: You can see that I was working on the Heartland Lace Shawl. I worked on it enough that the 20 row repeat of the Bison Tracks portion of the pattern became almost like music in my head. Boring music. I watched the turquoise ball getting smaller and smaller and started thinking that maybe I'd stop while I had enough for a pair of gloves. I did one more repeat. I looked at the ball and thought, well, just one more and then there will be enough left to embellish some gloves knit in a darker colour. Then one more. I sto...