Oh, February. I'm firmly starting to believe that I've begun freezing from the outside in. I can now see the appeal of saunas.*
In order to cheer myself up, I found the springiest sock yarn in my stash - meaning no brown, gray or white - and cast on.
This is sock #1. I imagine sock #2 will look the same, tho I've only finished the toe increases. Ah, pink. I heart you. The yarn was a gift from Dana at Unwind Yarn Company.
I'm also plugging away on St. Ciaran.
It doesn't look like much but, dang, those rows are long.
While I was digging out craft bags, I uncovered some neglected cross-stitch. McGregor had to help with the picture.
And a shot without a cat head:
I should get back to work on that. The cross-stitch elves appear to have gone on strike. Stupid elves.
* I still can't quite wrap my head around why you would bake in a sauna and then throw yourself in a frozen lake. I suspect it helps to drink large quantities of aquavit beforehand.