Six hours in the car, chit-chatting with friends..... on our way to (and back from...) the Ironweed Nursery (second visit in one week). More native Kentucky plants for our garden club's Monarch Way Station project at Whitehaven, the local interstate rest stop. Of course these socks are going to be finished.
I didn't even know that I was playing the famous game of yarn-ball-chicken until the last few yards popped out of my knitting bag.
This time I lost.
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My book this week is Ian Rankin's Bleeding Hearts. We're heading to Scotland in a couple weeks so I thought it would be nice to get to know Great Britain's leading crime writer. Rankin is known for his Inspector Rebus character, but I managed to chose one of a shelf-full of choices that wasn't. This one is still a page-turning thriller about an assassin who thinks he was set-up on his latest 'hit', and goes about putting things right. I still have time to read some more Alexander McCall Smith, Kate Atkinson, and JK Rowlings before we leave. One of them undoubtedly will have authored the winner of my 'airplane-book-of-the-trip' contest. (I'm sure they are all waiting with bated breath to add THAT honor to their resume.)
(Somewhere I read that they all live in the same neighborhood of Edinburgh! Surely, that can't be true!?!)