Yesterday and today

The wife and I drove over Carson Pass and visited a yarn store my wife found out about.  Like Viking raiders, we looted the little store and came back with this stash.  Let the knitting begin!

Today, home alone, so I'm enjoying a pipe of the Country Squire's hobbit blend Second Breakfast, in Randy Wiley's nicely bent and rusticated Galleon.

At the same time, I'm finishing off an old bottle of Oban in memory of my old pal Lou, and of Scratch and Spit get togethers of yore, now irretrievably but fine memories.  Bitter, bitter sweet.

 Skol!