When we moved up to MN from NC when I was 8 years old, everyone I met up there guessed I was Scandinavian. Not a bad guess, when presented with a pale girl with blond braids in the Scandinavian-laden land of MN, but I've not got an ounce of it in me. I'm really that… Continue reading Nordic Wednesday (hopefully the first of many)
In the past couple of days, I've cast on for two different socks. If you've been paying attention, you'll realize that this brings the number of unrelated socks that are simultaneously in progress on my needles to four. I can't help myself! I don't feel up to do much of anything beyond knitting little things… Continue reading I think I might have a sock problem.