What a pleasant Autumnal pastime is knitting a chunky throw for the sofa. The gentle clickety-clack as the needles pass each other. The snuggly feel of the yarn as is passes through your fingers. Right up till the throw I’m knitting reaches critical mass, superheating my body and triggering a hot flush!
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Very clever, I was drawn into the moment and I remember the hot flashes too! Happy Wednesday to you!!
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I’m having to rethink my outfits for knitting, not a thing I’ve had to do before. When it gets big enough I might not need to think about an outfit at all 😉
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Mary runs into that all the time. Doesn’t help that we live in the South and she likes to work with Icelandic wool.
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Ah, there really is nothing like a chunky throw. LOVE them — until I, too, burst into flames and end up tossing it over the back of the couch. 😆
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Maybe that’s why they’re called throws 🤪
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