Spring is a too kind, and way too misleading word for a day like today. Not even a single drop of sun, or glimpse of sky, just an ocean of grey. I am not whining, mind you, just stating a fact. Not a day goes by when I don't inspect the trees for the magic appearance of buds (the early ones I showed you were from an unidentified and hopelessly optimistic plant in my backyard). And then the other day, like someone out there just knew that I would die if I didn't see something soon, this appeared:
Yarnbombing on Kultorvet, and the new floor all done. In this end, at least.
Waiting just got a little easier.
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That is so awesome... perfect for the grey day! I wish that I could do something like that for the trees in Montreal, except that I am a really crappy knitter and I wouldn't be done until next year if I am lucky! Maybe some white/black tube socks? ;)
ReplyDeleteSame here, haha. I keep buying yummy yarn, but I just don't have the patience for this kind of thing. :D
Deleteyou got some amazing shots of it! this is so cool! :)
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that I found them. And happy that you approve. :-)
DeleteHey Sandra, is that her ?
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We have grey weather here in Paris too, while I was away for a few days, it got beautiful, and now that I'm back, it's rainy-ish. So unfair.
There is not saying who is behind it (although it looks similar), but I love the mystery. We have the crappy weather again today, grey with a side of grey, so boring. So hard to get the day started.
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