Squares

Oh, little pile of little knitted squares, how pretty you are. How brightly coloured are thee.

I ventured far today, just down along my street to where my sister lives, where I promptly collapsed on the sofa in a state of dizziness. Permadizzy, that's how labrynthitis goes. I shouldn't go so far, but I was rewarded with a cup of tea and a presentation of Lorens progress with the knitty blanket. A real treat.