The hours waned as the sun’s rays lengthened, scattering rich gold hues over spring’s early buds. The migratory birds had just returned, singing their clear warbles and flitting across the treetops. Graphite quietly sketched against the pressed paper. Lines meeting at angles, shading in corners. Erasing here, resmoothing there. A heart full of gratitude and gentleness observing all of it, capturing the breath of spring.

Mitts are worked seamlessly in the round starting at the wrist edge. Thumb gusset sts are placed on hold while the palm of the mitt is completed. Thumb gusset sts are then placed on needle and finished in the round.