A Rainy Sunday

I woke up this morning to this big dark cloud coming across Puget Sound and the rain pounding down on the roof. There was the drip of the eaves as they overflowed, and all I could think about was that it was a perfect day. For staying inside and knitting.



The husband had already announced his plans to go into work for part of the day and the kids and I bid him goodbye and settled in for a very lazy morning. Emphasis on lazy.

Besides, I had a project sitting on the coffee table just waiting for me. I'm knitting my third Baby Surprise Jacket and each time I make one, I continue to marvel at the sheer, unbelievable brilliance of Elizabeth Zimmerman. The first time I knit a BSJ, it took forever, because I didn't quite trust such simple instructions, but now, with my third one, I just happily knit along, and following the directions in the contented knowledge that my odd collections of garter stitch rows, with their decreases and increases, will all of sudden go from this:



To something (with a little magic origami) that starts to look like a baby sweater:



I think I spend more time fiddling with it and admiring it than I do settling in and knitting it. LOL. What happy knitting and a perfect way to spend a rainy Sunday morning.