One day, our destination between yarn shops was Birch Beach State Park. Sand, and lots of sun, and... DANG! No needles. I grabbed my knitting bag, and forgot that I had traded out needles. Was I grumpy? You bet!
Made this a cache though.
I resorted to whittling driftwood down to size US1. Gotta do what you gotta do!
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