We got back from camping yesterday, and I had a glorious four days knitting and reading - not to mention camping and hiking - in a national park.
I like to theme my life, so I decided to read Into Thin Air, which is about people climbing Mount Everest, and some of them dying. It was a surprisingly compelling read, although I'm not sure the amount of snow, ice and storms made my winter camping feel warmer.
I knit a pair of socks for my father. In the photo you can mainly see that I'm knitting, but not what I was knitting. I made crazy seven coloured striped socks. So much fun!
As usual on a Wednesday I'm joining Ginny and the rest of the crew for yarnalong. Pop over to her blog Small Things, to see what everyone else has been knitting and reading this week.