This is the first morning in a long time we've woken up to such frosty-windowed chilliness! For the past two autumns, we lived in a second-story loft downtown, and the temperature always seemed so regulated there. Which was nice, but I think I prefer waking up with cold toes sticking out of a feather duvet.
Let's talk about knitting, shall we? I figured out what to do with this yarn, and it's called Wallingford. Pretty, right? It's exactly what I was looking for: a shawl with both a lace edge and a stockinette-stitch body substantial enough to show the variegations in the kettle-dyed yarn. So far, I just love it. And it's really quite easy, even for a first-time lace knitter like me. When I first started knitting, I remember a kind, round-faced lady at the yarn store telling me that "all you ever have to learn is to knit and purl, and you can make anything with those two stitches". I didn't believe her at all. Turns out, she was kind of right.
I spent the past few days in Atlanta with my parents and bought two new beeswax candles from the Marietta Farmer's Market. I lit them as soon as I woke up this morning, and now our whole house smells like honey and frying bacon. So off I go. Hope your Sundays are restful and happy <3