The oak tree is somewhere under there |
The weeping crabapple is all but buried |
And now, the knitting:
The texting mittens are coming along well, or at least, now they are. The one I posted a photo of last time is no more, and the ones below are entirely new. This yarn does not frog so well, so when I wrecked it (badly) trying to re-do the flap, the whole thing ended up being tossed away. The good news is that this version is behaving properly so far, and will hopefully be complete soon.
Though, that was frustrating enough that I really needed to start a pair of socks for my oldest daughter. She picked out the Regia Sockmonster yarn herself, and I'm doing up a rather plain sock (after all, the colours aren't so plain) with rather small needles (2 mm), and I'm enjoying it very much as a bit of respite from soft fuzzy mittens whenever they are not behaving well.
Now, off to play in the snow (assuming we don't sink in up to our noses). Perhaps snowshoeing is more the thing to do?
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