It was rotten weather during the last school holidays. So we knitted with the intent of bombing some trees in our yard.
One small problem. I never quite got the hang of casting on. Or off. I was too busy looking at shiny things I imagine.
It turns out, I get by with a little help from my friends. My little friends.
A call was made to my big sister. She in turn showed my kids how to cast off.
Well, we can’t be good at everything, can we?
And another one…
Surprisingly satisfying, and lovely lounging about. Together. Taking turns. And talking.