Shovelling snow once again.
Talking to myself as usual.
I turn around to see my mailman standing right behind me. Now that I wasn't expecting. He was holding my mail, a little package, and a delivery confirmation to sign. I had almost forgotten about it, but here it was! I ripped open the package and twirled the contents around my neck with glee.
One thing I know for sure, my mailman obviously doesn't know anyone who knits.
This lovely new addition to my wardrobe is Isobel. Made by a Raveler who just couldn't stand the curling. I happen to love the curling so I offered to swap her for it. It's hard to describe the color. Is it avocado, moss, olive, lettuce, or kiwi? Frankly I don't care. They are all my favorite colors!