We were out tonight, and I asked Skip - my official photographer to take my yarnalong photo and he did and it's sort of nauseating.
Anyway, that's my ASJ for my mother blurry in the foreground. It's knitting up fast and fun.
I'm still chugging though Peter F Hamilton’s A Night Without Stars, which is fine. I took some time out to read an essay on creativity by Rachael Herron. I'm one of her Patreons, and she sends out essays every six weeks or so, and they are always an interesting, thought provoking and quick read.
And that's another week flown by. Pop over to Ginny's blog Small Things, to see what she, and then rest of the yarnalong, are up to this week.