I returned from the beach and began working extremely hard to play catch up on extremely neglected house duties, just the consequence of the unexpected things that had played havoc on my routine in late May and throughout June. Even though on most days I will try to squeeze at least an inch of knitting into my day, sadly, it doesn't always happen. But from the start of this day I just wanted to knit.
Ergo, I sat outside on the porch and as I enjoyed one last cup of coffee I knitted a couple of rounds; then by the cool-looking pool I knitted a few rows before the heat beckoned me into the water.
And knowing the charm of things that happens in threes, I peacefully knitted about thirty minutes before beginning supper preparations later that afternoon.
Make it happen! That is one to inspire!
