Monday, May 7, 2012


If you're a Tolkien fan, you know that Bilbo set off on his adventure on a fine spring morning. I associate perfect spring days with that book. I imagine the sort of day when the trees are just coming into leaf, when from a distance they have the soft look of water colour paintings, when the mornings are still cold, but by afternoon soft warm breezes waft the scent of apple blossom and freshly turned earth. We're having one of those days.

Not a wool socks sort of day, but a gossamer knitting sort of day.

There's a reason you're seeing this swatch on its side, but you'll have to wait to see why...