Endlessly

My husband, Marc, had a revelation last night. I was casting on this,

and I was sitting next to this (which I cast on the night before)

and on the floor in my knitting bag was this

and next to that in another bag was this

Marc turned to me and said, “I just realized that this is never going to stop.”

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5 thoughts on “Endlessly

  1. Hee hee! Tell him it could be much, much worse. There was a boy at school whose dad collected dead insects and displayed them in creepy cases all over the house. At least knitting is a fluffy and friendly hobby and you don’t have a house full of dead moths and splayed-out spiders!

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