Let me lonely, you won't believe me but I love you only.
Oh Nina, how I love you.
I had an extremely blah week last week, and although the mood is subsiding, I'm still in a funk. I sometimes feel like Jack in Brokeback Mountain, I wish I could quit you, but, like Rufus W says "everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me."
Seriously, just call me Sugar Kane.
I've been knitting on my fisherman's Golly socks in the lovely Cape Cod Bay colorwork by the talented Sundara.
I am still plugging away on my boo's socks, I am just past the heel turn on the second sock.
I have also started a linen stitch scarf, my tv knitting, using my Walking Dead inspired yarns from Bohemia Fibers and a pair of socks for my dear sweet love Liam in STR lightweight, colorway Puck's Mischief.