The kiddens enjoyed this last weekend a great deal more than I did. They played in some new boxes, and Poison helped me lay out my Rimfrost for a progress shot. (Yes, there really is progress. Hours of it, by which I mean maybe 3/4 of an inch.)
They both looked out at all the beautiful snow we have in the backyard, snow I haven’t gotten to enjoy because this dang cold hung on pretty hard over the weekend. Now that I am back to work it feels like it is letting go of its grip. I credit the nice neckwarmer I wore most of the weekend.
Ah, well, with a lay-about-in-bed weekend comes a fair amount of fiber play. Haselnuss got a lot further along (plus a few inches since this photo was taken) and another bobbin of merino/silk got spun when I dragged myself out of bed for a bit.
I guess I have to admit I really kind of enjoyed myself (when I wasn’t coughing up my lungs). Maybe next weekend I can enjoy knitting after coming in from some snowplay. It’s not like the Minnesota winter is anywhere near over, after all.