Off the edges of the map

Took a traveling sock(s) photo at Moonstruck (in Beaverton) while Opus and I waited for our orders:


My family made a liar out of me this weekend. Despite feeling extremely icky (it’ll pass), I was forced to flee the house or kill my brother and spend the rest of my life in a minimum-security prison that wouldn’t let me knit.

Not acceptable.

For the most part it was a good day. Opus drove me around Beaverton, we went to The Knitting Bee, which reminded me strongly of The Knit Shop, except they didn’t have a St M :( Oh, well, can’t have everything. I grabbed a ball of Zephyr for a project I’ll probably never have time for.

And that is everything relevant.  I’m still trying to find a way to block The Sweater, but that’s another post.


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