Yesterday was the first of the Grim Days of Autumn here in London: grey, cold (about 9/45 degrees), and drizzling. I had one of those mornings where nothing goes right, including getting to work forty minutes later then planned and not having anywhere to lock my bike. In the cold rain. And I had a headache and wanted to put my head down on my desk and go to sleep. Bah.
So I came home early and snuggled the dog, dug out this yarn and wound it up on the ball winder. And I cast on some socks.
Suddenly, the day was much better...
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