Still Alive

I am still alive. Still sick and miserable and it hurts so bad when I cough, and I'm coughing a lot. But I am carrying on. I have knit the last stitch of the Arrowhead shawl. Now all I have to do is block and wash it. Pics of that process will follow later this week.

The day was beautiful, even though I'm still feeling like death warmed over. I dragged myself, a big fuzzy blanket, and my knitting out to the deck where I was able to toast in the sun and knit for about an hour, then a big dark gray cloud blew in. That was the end of that.

Tonight the moon is full and it is big and orange outside the window. I wish I knew how to take a pic of it, but I've not delved into that yet where the camera is concerned.

Daughter Ruth knitted on a sock while we watched the Olympics today. Had to watch the gold medal edition of the Canada vs USA hockey game. (To be honest, I missed the center portion of it cos I was doing the baking in the sun thing).



I get such a thrill seeing her doing this. Probably silly, but, well, there it is. I'm tickled that she knits.


Time to watch the Olympics closing ceremony.

Have a lovely evening.