Ok, this is where it all happens, people. You can see a Christmas stocking in progress sitting on my end table, along with my coffee. That's a cat toy hanging out of the drawer. The cat also enjoys sleeping in my knitting basket between the rocker and the end table.
That table is where my knitting books all live. At least those I reach for the most often. Sadly, the light above me is not an Ott, but I like it anyway. And yes, those drawers in the table are stuffed with yarn... how did you guess?
And while I am most often found knitting here, the truth is that I'll knit darned near anywhere.
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