False alarm
It's my fault: I jinxed the typhoon. Sometime overnight it was downgraded to a Severe Tropical Storm, and today it's just raining hard. I took the day off anyway, and here's the view from my roof a few minutes ago:
See? It's just raining and gray and dark outside. This is not spectacular. Me and a typhoon -- we're just not meant to be together.
I've been knitting away on my Cloverleaf Fixation Sock of Ultimate Greenness. I did a short-row heel, and clearly my knit rows look different from my purl rows in Fixation (but Bea thinks it smells OK):
If you'd like to see what happened about six seconds after that photo was taken, click here. And now I'm going to head out to my favourite café (in a taxi, of course) for a bit more sock knitting. I'd like to finish these before returning to PPD.
Oh, and all the advice about my leg cramp? Thank you! I had no idea it was about potassium. Knitters are so smart.
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