I had a dreamy week in Hobart recently. If you have not been, I exhort you to go where weatherboard cottages nestle into snowcapped mountains surrounded by endless water snaking towards the horizon.*
Also, the clever among you will note I am wearing the scarf I began knitting so many months ago. It took me so long my friends at Brown Owls quipped it deserved its own facebook page. But the months of labour were worth it. It nary leaves my neck.
*Not at all exaggerated.