
Whatever. There’s still a sense of accomplishment. Bring me some wine, I knat a scarf.
the first and only scarf i made was so shit i didn’t fix anything and just plowed right on through.
Every time. Every single time…
Sometimes this is the only option.
The story of my first ever scarf.
This is me when I knit. Really, though.
This is me except with my mittens.