Oh, the weather has turned here. It is only in the sixties today, cool and overcast. My feet, which have been bare since April, now crave coverings. I was wandering and found this seductive pair on MagKnits. My fingers will soon be wanting some coverage too. I've some scrumptious handspun that is just begging to become mittens.
How do you handle the disenchantment with what's on the needles when your heart desires something new?
And I think to myself, "what a wonderful world"
