call house mover, get permit guy to call back
I learned to knit with six week old Betty in a cold, drafty Victorian and haven’t put the needles down yet. A Whidbey Island mama pal, Franny, taught the basics and an overpriced sock class taught me how to fix my mistakes and read a pattern. Somewhere along the skein I made a promise to myself to pay forward the skills Franny offered up to me with patience, creative wisdom and good laughs, always. Somewhere along the skein I made a promise to myself to knit for my babe’s birthday, always.