As long as I wasn't watching my retirement fund disappear, yesterday was a glorious day. It was in the 70's. Unheard of in usually miserable March. We split and hauled wood all morning. That giant pile is from ONE tree and we aren't even done with it yet.
As for knitting, the man sock was naughty AGAIN. I had to rip out the heel flap when I realized that I had not counted the stitches out evenly. It was lopsided and way too big. What a silly, rookie mistake. Argh......I don't think this sock wants to be done.
The Lana Grossa twins are this big now. Blue is winning at the moment.
The pink Opal is heading to the toe. It should be a done deal in the near future. Sort of like my poor little retirement account. Sigh.....
All of a sudden my ginormous stash doesn't seem so silly anymore.