Monday, May 21, 2012

And she knits, too...

There has been knitting. It just hasn't all been photographed. Here are new socks and fingerless mitts that match. What could be better for the beginning of winter, particularly as The Accountant, in some kind of obsessive need to show off his deck pergola, insists on having the fam barbeque outside, despite the frosty air?


1 comment:

Helen McKinlay said...

Hmm I will try again...the robot provers are not co-oping tonight. I think this poem is very well knit together full of rainbows and very cosy.