That's Dad, starting the morning fire - truly my favorite part of camping : no bugs, I survived another night, the coffee's steamy hot and soothingly fragrant, and there's a cool, crisp promise in the air reminding me that life is good.
Sharon, it's raining! POURING in fact, and yes I was able to bring both project bags AND a sock. So, unlike the rest of my family who are grimacing at the threatening inclemency and going a bit stir crazy, I am calm, collected and even comforted by the pitter patter of drizzle knowing there are needles and some wool awaiting my attention!
Yours in knitting,
Claire
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