Conversations on weekend mornings in our house tend to run something along the lines of: Was there anything you wanted to do today? No, not really. Shall we go out? Yes. What shall we do? Don't mind. Where shall we go? Don't know. So we stay in. But yesterday, we made a decision! And we went out! To Hardcastle Crags, just north of Hebden Bridge, to see the trees in all their Autumn glory.
Plenty of water in the streams after the rain last night
In knitting type stuff news, I have been mostly huffing and grumbling under my breath. I decided to make something for a friend and the 'pattern' if it can be called that, is a nightmare. I am subbing a yarn, which I am quite familiar with the pitfalls of, but even including for that, it is the most, erm, *grumbles under breath* piece of *grumble grumble* ever. I eventually abandoned trying to follow it and started making it up as I go along. When I'm finished I shall post my version of the pattern, that will be as much use. It will be a picture of the thing with 'make something that looks like this' written underneath. *Grumble*