Knitting myself a new pair of brown Roses are red mittens. I love this pattern, if I may say so. The look and the snug fit and the elegance. The roses and the structure and the red lining. And the latvian braid. And the picot border. And I always want...
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b