This is what I see on my patio table this morning.
Stalled describes my knitting is as well. The sock and I were too busy running errands for Dad on our visit to make any headway towards completion. Not one stitch.
My Modified Mothed sees hours of knitting each evening - but with the fine, lace-weight yarn, it sure doesn't show.
I need the air to warm up, the sun to shine, and some bulky yarn to appear on my needles.
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