I brought no knitting with me to Ireland, for several reasons: I don’t have any travel-appropriate projects on the needles right now, I thought I’d give my shoulder a rest (more on my shoulder later), I know from experience that city vacations don’t really lend themselves to knitting time, and apparently according to Irish law you can’t knit on planes. So. Knitting break!
Now that I’m back, I’m going to sit down with a cup of coffee, the latest episode of Supernatural, some Butlers chocolate, and the first second glove.
Not a bad Sunday afternoon.1