I started this sock more than a year ago, frogged it (because of a significant mis-counting mistake discovered just before turning the heel) slightly less than a year ago, and recently had the heart to start it again. I like the simplicity of this pattern and if I ever finish this sock, I might just make another to go with it. Sorry it isn’t a great photo–a small child has spent a lot of time chewing on my phone.
For a Seder Meal last night, I was instructed to bring a rice salad. So I made this one and it was delicious. Today I made it again, but, out of rice, I used quinoa instead, and it was even more delicious.
And a poem encouraging kindness. Oh friends, take/ whatever kindness you can find/ and be profligate in its expenditure: This week I was (irrationally) telling myself that I was a crappy mum while an older woman looked on at my kids making a whole lot of noise in and under a shopping trolley in the veggie aisle at Sainsburys. As I tried to distance myself from the spectacle (whilst maintaining enough proximity to save anyone from an accident), this woman, who I thought had also been sending me telepathic messages of meaness, whispered to me “it’s lovely watching your kids have so much fun.” Thank you, fellow-shopper, for your kindness.