My arm is in a sling.

My *RIGHT* arm is in a sling.

This is the arm that I live with.

Life is on pause until further notice.

The latest development here at Washboard Storms is my incredibly interesting, but terribly obnoxious injured arm. This is a real bummer because the recent flooding here in the Northeast has hastened the arrival of Autumn and I am itching to be knitting.

There is nothing quite like the feeling of knitting. I love the rhythmic loop upon loop, stitch on stitch, fabric being formed right there in front of you. Oh my. I miss it so.

But- onward- getting the old arm fixed is next up on my to-do list and then I will have the entirety of our long Vermont winter to knit my heart out.


"The only time to eat diet food is while you're waiting for the steak to cook." Julia Child

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