Shall we conjugate the verb snow? How about weep?
Regardless of what mid-April snows do for one’s state of mind (or one’s sinuses), they do at least provide encouragement for knitting. The first mitt of the re-knit version of Adumbrate is done.
I’m awfully fond of them. The thumb is unreasonably tidy.
Alas this picture doesn’t quite show it off in its full glory (Millicent won’t bend her thumb in to show it off, but she has a long history of being a troublemaker). I’ll do my best to find a more cooperative model for the proper photos.