Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Wow, doesn't this look hard to knit? I'm very proud, it's the hardest thing I've knit in a while and it came out really nice. The recipient says she feels very hip wearing it. And that's red, not orange, it's just a bit washed out from the camera flash.