Often I have the grandkids at the trailer, and they want to swim, boat, fish - all the exciting stuff. That means, Grandma's knitting happens in small snatches. And that means, the non-thinking projects work best for me.
But - you knew that was coming, didn't you? The weather has been - in a gross understatement - I would say, poor. Rain and cool since our arrival. Still, I knit a hat and finished, Abi's short summer sweater, and was wondering what to do next, when the the weather man announced the weather for next few days.
He used a meteorological term I hadn't heard before, He said the weather would be dismal. Dismal!
Not a problem for Fred. He remembered his jacket. He remembered his sweater. Me? I forgot both.
I suggested going to town to buy a jacket, but Fred asked if surely I didn't have enough wool to knit myself one. Why yes, indeed, I do.
I started this sweater - Top Down.
from this book
At the moment, I am about half finished. I suspect, it will be done, just at the minute the sun comes out.