icy hands will never melt away
3 years ago
Having grossly underestimated the unpleasantness of New Zealand winters, I’ve found it difficult to motivate myself to knit as often as I’d like. And that’s the funny part – I think about it every day, and most every day I pick up a pair of lovely Brittany needles. But the absence of central heating combined with the gauge of my current project, a ribbed scarf for Chris, and the fact that I stupidly attempted stockinette stitch the first time around makes it slow going. Still, I’ll get there. And at this point we’re both happy with the results.
