I spent most of the time I was in Maine at various hospitals and nursing homes, but I did manage to take a couple of pictures on the last day. Mist rises up from the river in Hartland and then freezes on the trees, turning even weeds into gorgeous sparkling creations.
And with all that time on my hands (pardon the pun), I made myself a pair of wool gloves out of self-striping sock yarn. And I weighed the gloves and the remaining yarn and I have enough for another pair. (But no need for another pair.) The yarn is Berocco Sox, and it is not one of the softer sock yarns I have worked with, but I love the colors. Gloves feel like a major accomplishment to me. I'm looking forward to wearing them in Chicago in February!
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