After a very cold day of walking around Vancouver it was a pleasure to come home and knit with three different balls of yarn, all donated by someone at my Dad's work, in soothing shades of oatmeal. As I knitted I was reminded of how my Grandma would always make me Cream of Wheat with sugar and cinnamon when I was sick. I could really go for a bowl right now.
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