socks galore

February: paintbox yarns, passion fair isle colorway

March: twizzler socks, West Yorkshire Spinners signature 4-ply, mojito 

Hi friends! Just wanted to check in with you all and give you a quick sock update before I head off to visit Vietnam for a couple of weeks. I am flying solo on this trip so there will be a lot of travel knitting and reading to look forward to (over 20 hours of flight time). I am horrible at dealing with jetlag. Any tips? I know that staying hydrated is a must. I will also try to eat according to my destination time. But sleep is always an issue for me on planes. I have tried noise-cancelling headphones, sleep masks, travel pillows and melatonin. Nothing seems to work and Benadryl makes me extremely groggy for a long time which defeats the purpose of taking it. My husband suggested fasting during my flight but I don’t think I can go that long without eating. So I will probably end up watching all the movies, knitting on my socks and pigging out :) Speaking of socks, April is looking like a fun knitting month full of socks. I will be participating in the Coffee & Craft Podcast’s Sock Sprint that Bernadette is hosting. It is a challenge to see how many pairs of socks we can finish in a month. The hard part is trying to figure out which yarns to bring with me.

I will be flying out on Sunday so wishing you a wonderful Easter if you observe it. Have a lovely start to April!

snow day

Late season snow days are one of those rare treasures that come along once in a blue moon here in Maryland. So when presented with an unexpected day free of school or work, we can’t help but savor every minute. There’s a plate full of freshly baked molasses gingerbread cookies ready to eat with hot chocolate and a pot of beef stew simmering on the stove. I am indulging in a lazy day of knitting, reading and podcast listening. I dug out all of my blankets and worked on a bit of each because all too soon, the seasons will be changing. But for right now, watching the snow fall outside while layers of cozy wooly blankets cover my lap, Spring seems so far away. And that’s surprisingly okay.