Sunrise from my mom’s front yard. Happy Birthday, Mom!
In unrelated news, this sock is no more:
I could have gotten away with the 60% cotton / 40% acrylic black yarn. What I didn’t count on was stepping on mercerized cotton all down the bottom of the sock foot. With my newfound ability to knit machine washable wool, there was just no need to torture myself. Bye bye, sock. I shall meet you again with more suitable materials.