Yesterday I left sunny Oklahoma (which was just on the cusp of spring) for Pennsylvania. I sat in front of a toddler I named "kicky" and behind another I affectionatly deemed "littler bawler." And besides the constant ear popping, it was a perfectly fine flight. Until I saw this out the window.
I haven't seen that much snow since...hmmm...I can't remember. All that frost inspired me to crochet a hat mid-flight with the Amazing yarn and G hook I got past security. Luckily I had pinned this cute little skully to my carry-on - it made for a good improvised stitch marker. I think I might leave it on the final hat.
When I finally landed and unpacked everything, I found one of those friendly "You're neon pink bag looked suspicious so we rifled through it then crushed everything inside so it would close again" tags. I'm sure they got a kick when they saw bags and bags of yarn.
