Here’s the scene that greeted me from my office window this morning:
Things are white, which yesterday were green. This displeases me.
That being said, this doesn’t look like it’s going to be as bad as the December snow-mageddon. The one where I was stuck at home for 17 days, and without running water for 8 days, (although the pipes thawed just in time for Christmas), and my dad drove up from Portland to take me grocery shopping, and I stuck my car in a ditch* trying to get out of the driveway, and I slipped on the ice and gave myself a concussion.
That was a bad snow. Very bad. No biscuit!
Last night I rummaged through my bin of sock yarn and came up with two skeins that will go together passably well. I swatched a few times, then cast on for a pair of socks. One strand of Noro Kureyon sock yarn, and one strand of Knit Picks Essential.
Usually I like to choose two colors which are nearly identical, or at least similar in color value. But in this case, there’s nothing that’s going to match a skein of Noro. Except I guess another skein of Noro. (I did briefly think about buying a new skein of Noro in order to knit the one I have. But I decided that the madness stops here.)
* I dithered over that sentence for a long time. The conventional phrase is, “my car got stuck in a ditch.” But I have developed a severe allergic reaction to the passive tense. I’m sure you understand.