Crying over spilt milk. Yesterday the gardeners who maintain our so-called landscape came and trimmed the shrubs around the building. Actually they brutalized them. My favorite shrub grew tall enough to block my view of the unsightly neighboring house and provided me some protection from the morning sun, as well as giving me some privacy. Gone. They chain-sawed it and left it bereft of any redeeming aesthetic value. I hate it when this happens. My living room looks like a piece of furniture is missing.
Not much news on the knitting front. Since I usually work on several projects at once my progress is more gradual. Just have the sleeves to go on the lavender top. Need to sew in the sleeves on the Blossom jacket. And I'm looking around for a new project. I've been looking at all my Berroco pattern books as well as their free pattern site.
Time for some more leftover chocolate cake.