Just As the Rain Began To Fall

I stopped knitting on my interminable scarf and switched to dishcloths, of all things. At least they have a foreseeable end. Not that I don't love a knitted cloth--it's just that they disintegrate way too soon for the effort. The new round of storms has started, and we are snug as a bug with a nice fire and a pot of stew on the stove.