This, my friends, is what happens when one digs up a rusty, seldom-used old music stand, drops it down to eye level, and places a delightful tome upon it to peruse whilst running one's hands over easy-peasy knitting. As you can see, Clapotis 2.0 is coming along nicely.The book ain't so bad itself...
My good ol' dad is not much of a reader. Mom keeps her hand in by devouring Mary Higgins Clark and Jodi Picoult. Dad, on the other hand, tends to read books with lively titles such as "LAN Networking" and "Internet QoS." He never really got into the habit of reading "for fun" but he always speaks fondly of this book. Methinks this is because this is the only book he ever finished in his entire life.I walked past a used bookstore a few months ago and noticed this in the dollar bin. And if you know me, you know that I cannot pass by a dollar bin at a used bookstore without plunking down some change.
It's a bit long, but I'm quite enjoying it. For whatever reason, I always feel as though W. Somerset Maugham is speaking directly to me and that he means for me to understand him. Also, Philip Carey seems like my doppelganger. Aside from the club foot. And being male. And British. And, you know, fictional.
3 comments:
I would love to be able to knit and read at the same time. I have so many books on hold that I haven't started/finished because I can't seem to put my knitting down long enough.
I like your blog! :)
Trine xx
I have a book weight that works really well to keep my book open so that I can knit and read at the same time.
I've tried book weights, but I can never remember to buy one for myself..normally, I'm just an awful person and bend the spines of library books so I can knit and read...but I could never knit anything besides stockinette! I love the colors of the clapotis!
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