You can never have enough...

[Oh_hunnihunni]

Ahhh, Mercy Hospice - my great aunt was the senior nun there for years and nursed my grandfather when his final battle with motor neuron disease was fought. Boy that is an awful thing, so slow and so devastating, and leaving the thinking bits untouched as a special gift. Still, he had an incredible life, and enjoyed it to the full so maybe a bit of karma was called for, considering what he put my grandmother through! Charm of the devil he had, as did his sons.

I hand rolled the six skeins yesterday into fat balls and found a pattern I can use as a basic guide, and after dinner cast on a lot of stitches for the rib. The stitch definition with this wool/cotton yarn is beautiful and I have got over the sensation that it is string, the fabric softens as it grows off the needles so I am rather enjoying it. And today a heavy black lace duster is arriving at my door - I am going to use the fabric to embellish a jacket that needs a bit of a zoosh for fun, so those two projects will see me safely distracted from the need to do housework for a couple of days with luck. Though I really need to sort the growing pile of summer discards that migrates every evening from bed to chair, that exercise is getting irritating.

And the forecast is kind, so maybe a bit of sun? You never know in Auckland...