30 September 2007

Isn't It Ironic?

So we were down at the river last night, the guys were fishing, and I was knitting. After an hour or so, my hands got so cold that flexing my fingers to hold the needles was difficult, so I put the knitting away and buried my hands in my friend's pockets.

The irony: I was knitting gloves.

We did get a fire going eventually, but by that time I'd lost interest in re-starting the same gorram finger for the fourth time, so I amused myself by taking pictures with my cameraphone. Here's my favorite:

James toasting his toes by the fire

Mmm... fire.

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