Pasta Man actually wore the green ones without my prompting to the corn maze. Grandma's (the maroon) were only mailed yesterday.
I have one more pair to finish before Christmas (and only five more fingers to knit....so it won't be that bad.)
Fetal Yellow Brick Road Knucks for Mom.I also finished Porom.
After several days of freakishly warm weather, Jack Frost has wandered back into town and the clouds have gathered for perpetual drizzles. Dreariness, wet pants hems, and invasive dampness have settled in. Yesterday at my knitting group somebody complained about the weather yesterday, Holly, wise knitting teacher that she is, said:
"Just think of it as knitting weather."
She is totally right. It's the best knitting weather. Though I cannot quite bring myself to knit the Yellow Brick Road gloves yet, I am humming along on brightly colored socks that are not dreary, wet, or invasively damp.
And guess what?
Today is perfect knitting weather too.