The snow on the tops of the lights looks a bit like soft swirled ice cream. Hanging from the light is a little dragon sitting on a swing. When he gets tired of the snow he might melt it himself!
I don't have a lot of knitting progress to show, just a bit on the new bus socks
and some on the stranded jacquard vest.
Hubby is slowly getting better from his crud, not quite 100% but much better than this time last week. His nose is still bunged up a bit, and he coughs now and then, but at least when he coughs his lungs stay inside his body. Our son is completely over his 24-hour bug (and experiencing his first weekend of National Guard duty), and both the daughter and I never got sick, so I no longer live in Casa de Plagueness. Yay!
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Ah! I was thinking it was bad that it started at 38 degrees this morning. Snow is worse.
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