Better Than Cut Grass

After our trip to Virginia and the uninterrupted knitting time that went along with it, I had a lot of woolies to block.  Which is fine with me, because to me, wet wool smells better than cut grass.  Today, heading to Ohio to see a knitty friend - a shorter trip, to be sure, but one that will definitely result in more piles of knitted items wet-blocking around my house.  And that is just fine with me.

You can keep up with most of my knitting (when I am diligent about updating, of course) over here on my Ravelry page.  I'd love to be "friends" with you over there!