My dad called on Wednesday afternoon to ask if I wanted to go walking through the woods. I’d had a whole bunch of other plans for the rest of the day, but hiking was an easy sell. We went to Red Rocks Park and walked up a hill and then down to the lake.
Right by the lake, we found some snow:
(And interesting rocks.)
There was plenty of evidence of spring, too, though:
And it was good to be in the woods.
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It’s been a while since I’ve genuinely finished a knitting project of my own, and my recent knitting has all been a commission, but I do have a new pair of socks:
Georg kindly agreed to knit socks for me out of my handspun in exchange for me weaving something for her. (The warp is measured and partly threaded, but it’ll probably be June by the time she sees it…)