Turns out that my server moonlights as a knitter. We had a lovely conversation about the blue ribbons she has won. She even triumphed in a speed knitting contest. How thrilling is that?
So we friends settled down and pulled out our current "public knitting" projects. For me, public knitting is something small and portable that does not require much attention. I am this far on the socks for which Bert selected the yarn:


Another sock knitter was there and working on these self patterning socks.
Socks in southern California make a lot of sense. Cool evenings mean that you can wear socks year round. Not at all like other things. Not at all like caps made with three strands of mohair. Oh no. Not at all like that.
Even though some folks do knit with three strands of mohair when it is over 90 degrees outside. See..........

We had one group member working on this scarf.

All in all it was a relaxing and festive two hours. We encouraged each other. We encouraged the restaurant staff. We encouraged the customers.
Maybe this is what life is all about. Maybe so.
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