The day started with a fabulous snowstorm, and I found myself, at the end, alone in a hotel room in Worcester MA. The snow storm is evidently part of Mother Nature's "Oh, crap, NH got no significant snow in December, better make up for it RIGHT now!" Initiative. We've had something like <insert absurd amount of snow here> in less than 2 weeks. The trees look beautiful caked in white bliss, the children everywhere are squealing with glee, having nearly half the week off from school, and my dad has become his jolly ole' mid winter curmudgeon, grumbling about snow and cold…which incidently, since the man has lived in this State (very fine State indeed) all 60 something years of his life, barring a stint in the Navy in his early 20's, you'd think he'd be over the complaining about snow, but luckily, for those of us, who find it amusing, nope, he isn't.
The Muscovy are less than impressed, as well.
The snow cleared around noon, and the dedicated plow folks, of this fine State, had the roads clear and beautiful in time for me to reach Worcester MA, safely. I'm teaching a beadmaking class tomorrow, and after dinner with the studio owner, and setting up the studio for the class, I made my way to my room, and got right to work on these fabulous socks, while sitting on this comfy couch. This is the first, and it fits PERFECTLY! More about them later, like when they are done, or at least more done.