Cool thing of the day: I got to darn some mittens for a friend of mine that were knit by her great- grandfather. Not just any mittens either, a fair isle intarsia mix, with her great-grandmother’s name on them. You’ll all want to kick me now, because I forgot to take pictures. I’ll get a snapshot one of these days. You’ll love these mittens, seriously. Why didn’t my great-grandfather knit?
And now, the boys are asleep and I have a date with my spinning wheel and of course, Eastenders. Our local PBS station upped it to three episodes a week now so we may actually be somewhat caught up one of these days. I swear, we must be ten years behind the BBC.