Saturday, 5 December 2009
on the prom
One of the joys of living in a seaside town is walking on the prom - always included if I'm doing a 'town beach' walk with Walter. This was a couple of weeks ago, when dusk was pink and the sky was clear.
Tonight the winds are howling, the sea is raging, and the rain is drumming on the rooftops. I'm settling in with my knitting. Last night I started this pattern, but I've never done a yarn over before, let alone lace. All was going well, and then for mysterious unfathomable reasons, it wasn't. So I've ripped it, and will start again.