Unexpected

I didn’t expect to be home in the quiet tonight. Thanksgiving Eve is the night we traditionally hold our benefit concert for heating assistance. Many inches of snow and slippery roads have changed the plan.

I didn’t expect to have the time for an after-dinner nap. Or to be able to knit a little more on this tiny sweater. Or to be listening to guinea pigs snort and squabble in my living room. (They’re just here for a visit while the bears are away.)

The tiny sweater pattern is Sock It To Me Baby, one of my favorites from the knitting shop in Wausau – Black Purl .  Living an hour from WEBS is lovely, but their atmosphere has nothing on my old shop. I do miss it.

Tomorrow may bring more unexpected happenings. May we all meet them with grace and joy.