I knit these Musica Mitts for a very good friend of mine a couple of years ago.
Leah’s Musica Mitts
Evidently her son, Matthew, decided his right leg was cold and needed a leg warmer this morning.
He’s got good taste!
The scratchy feeling in my sinus cavity and the cactus that was growing in my throat began yesterday afternoon. 3:49 pm to be exact. Or that’s when I noticed it.
I was (and still am) tired and achy.
Sleep wasn’t happening. At least the kind of sleep I wanted and needed.
I’ve discovered that when I am sick, I have weird dreams. Between getting warm and comfortable, clutching a wad of tissues, and blocking out my snorting and my (and Mr. Aitch’s) snoring, I dreamt I had to stack blocks in a bizarre game of solitaire that never ended. Every time I closed my eyes, the game would start over.
I became fully conscious an hour before my alarm was to go off so I just got up and was ready for work way too early. The half-hour power nap on the sofa this morning was the best sleep I had all night.
Going from 86 degrees in Florida to 30 degrees here might have been a factor. Most likely it was someone on the plane or in the airport that wanted to share their cold.
And it’s snowing again.
Have a great day. And stay well!
At the airport waiting for our flight enjoying a refreshment and knitting.
Please excuse the Florida heat and humidity hair.
Edit: We’re home. Finally.
After biking (the kind with pedals) around the hotel grounds this morning, we decided to relax a bit.
By the pool.
Yes, that’s my knitting. A pair of wool mitts. Pattern is called Treads. I’m writing from my iPad so getting the link to show up is challenging. I’m relaxing, so if you want to find it, I’m sure you can. Or leave a comment and I’ll look it up I and get back to you in a few days.
I’m having a hard time believing it’s still winter at home. We’ll be returning to this soon enough.
Knitting In Flashes 