if i could, i would break into flower, if i could, i'd no longer be bad,
this day is filling up my room, is coming through my door,
oh, I have not seen this day before
I'm working on mark's sweater. it's all done but the weaving in of ends, and the neck and cuffs. i thought it would take me some five minutes to weave in all the ends. hardly. i might never get this thing done. but if looks GORGEOUS.
note to self: be more wary of fair isle next time.