I mentioned yesterday that the back is finished on the Oatmeal Vest, or as I've come to call it, The Hug from Flo Vest. As I said then, the yarn was purchased by my late friend Flo and then gifted to me.
It is safely folded away. This time, I will wait and block all three pieces at once. One front has been begun and flying along. Like I said yesterday, bulky yarn knits up quick.
And now, the tribute for Poetry Month, day 19.
The daffodils are to pop.
The little toads croak and hop.
The mud is drying, the grass is green.
It sure seems like Spring is on the scene.