This cowl is moving much faster, even with the added skills of purling every other row in the mix. I’m sure it was rather funny to watch me knit on Sunday while simultaneously screaming and groaning and shaking my needles at the screen. I’ve never been a big football watcher, exactly, but I’ve been cheering for the Broncos since I was four years old. I still have no words for the Super Bowl that wasn’t. The Seahawks were on their game but it appears the Broncos never showed up. So weird. Anyways. I picked Prayers of a Young Poet up a while back on the strong recommendation of Preston Yancey, but hadn’t had a chance to dig into it. Very, very good.
Sharing with Ginny.